The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 377 Never Drink Again

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"You dance quite well even though you are drunk," I chuckled.

"Ain't I a good dancer?"

"You are. I am really impressed."

"But Iris dances better than me. Everyone likes it when she dances," she said.

"Everyone is looking at you too, my love," I said. "They like it."

"Have you seen her dancing?"

"She always dances even if the duke doesn't do so. So, yeah, but I have not noticed that well," I replied. I truly did not care what others did around me. My life had too many prob-lems to pay attention to useless things.

"She dances really well. I am jealous."

"Why? You dance really great too," I said. "Others are jealous of you, my love."

"Why?" she asked.

"Well, first of all, you look really beautiful. A lot of men have crush on you. It's kinda normal. Some people make someone their crush just seeing their looks, not their nature."

"You mean I have a bad nature?"

"I don't mean that," I said. "I just mean they don't even know you, but fall for you because of your face."

"Am I beautiful enough for people to fall for me right away?" she mumbled. "I always thought I look kinda average."

"It's not about average look, or looking too beautiful. Each person has different prefer-ences. For me, you are the most beautiful person in the world and nothing or no one can change that."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah."

"Hmm…"

She suddenly started laughing. She grinned at me broadly and suddenly pulled me towards her by my arm. I did not know what she wanted to do, but I did not think she would sud-denly press her lips against mine like the way she did.

It was the perfect moment as the song was about to end. It ended with our passionate kiss which made some people go crazy in excitement and shock.

"Wow…!"

"Whoa! Look at them…!"

"His Highness and Her Highness are…"

"Ohho!"

It was the duchess who started screaming as if the world was falling apart. She supported my wife's reckless moves the most and always told her to drink as much as she wished.

"Why so suddenly…?" I muttered.

"Some women were looking at you as if they were devouring you. But you are mine. So, I showed them that," she said, looking around as if she was annoyed suddenly. Her moods changed in the blink of an eye when she was drunk. "Hmph! Thirsting after my husband, those women!

Don't they know you are a married man? How dare they! Huh, my husband is mine!"

I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing out loud. My wife might feel bad if I started laughing. She was so cute when she was jealous. It was hard for me to control my expressions.

"That's why you kissed me just now?"

"Yep!"

The song had ended. She did not look like she wanted to dance anymore, so I pulled her to one side, away from the duchess as she would surely tell Blue that a lot of women were looking at me. I read her mind and found out what she was planning to do. The duchess's intention was to let Blue know about their names so she could be careful of them. I could not say it was a bad intention.

But my wife was too drunk and she would get crazy if the duchess told her this now.

"Wasn't it you who said you don't like it if I kiss you deeply in public? But you have done the same?"

"…"

"I don't mind it though," I said. "You can kiss me again."

"Really?"

"Are you going to do it?"

"No…"

"You seem reluctant. So, you want to kiss me?"

"It's not like I don't. Just not here," she mumbled. "Anyway, I want to see something."

"See what?" I asked, surprised.

"I want to see you drunk… You promised you will get drunk."

"The wine today served is not that strong. I don't want to have someone throw up on my floor."

"But we have wine in our bedroom. There, you have one of the strongest wines ever from Lacuna," she pointed out. "Let's go back."

"… What if I attack you? I don't know how I act when I am drunk…"

"Attack me? Well, you aren't going to hit me or kill me."

"Yeah, but…"

"Please… Today is my birthday. Won't you listen to me?"

'How can I deny if you look at me like that?'

We took our leave after talking to a few more people. I told her to have some food, but she refused. I did not bug as much as usual since there was a chance she would throw up if she ate something.

I drank a lot of wine that night just as I promised her. The wine was very strong, so one bottle made me quite drunk.

I did not remember what we did that night. The last thing I remembered was her calling me cute.

Judging my character, I surely did something extreme. Seeing the state of our room in the morning and ourselves, it was kind of obvious what happened though I could not remember anything.

"Ugh…," I groaned.

"Let's not drink ever again," Blue said. I was surprised because I thought she was sleeping, judging the way she had her eyes closed. It looked like she had a headache too just as bad as mine.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" I asked.

"Yeah…"

"Yeah? Everything?"

"Everything," she replied.

"What did we do?"

"Look at us and the state of our surroundings."

I was wearing my bracelet, watch and gloves only. It was very weird to have gloves on while having nothing else on. Wearing the watch looked strange too. For her, half of her dress was torn and the other half was still on her body, though not in a good shape at all. Her hair was messed up and not all of her accessories were taken off.

The bed was very messy with the bedsheet lying on the floor. At least, we were covered with the blanket, or perhaps she had woken up first and covered us. My attire was lying on the floor near the door. I had no idea how it could have gone there, or what we were doing near the door. The distance between the door and our bed was not less at all. On my coat, Blue's cat was sleeping.

In short, it was indeed a sight for my eyes and also a warning that I should never drink again.

"Do you still have any questions about last night?"

"… How are our clothes there, near the front door? I mean, we were having drink on the couch. The front door is very far away from the couch, forget about the bed," I asked.

"Well, isn't that because there was a knock on the door and it turned out to be a maid and she came to return my headpin that fell on the dance ground? I went to check and you sud-denly grabbed my waist from behind. She saw us acting crazy a bit. Because you are so im-patient, you couldn't wait until we got to the bed, or at least, the couch."

"Why is the cat here?"

"She got through the window; I don't know when. I woke up because she was licking my face," she replied. "It was just a while ago. Then, I put her down on the floor and she went ahead and reserved your clothes for her to sleep on."

"Why do I have my watch on? It's so weird."

"What weird? You were too impatient," she said. "Really, you remember nothing? Nothing at all?"

"I have a blackout."

"You were really drunk last night. Nah, you go crazy when you are drunk. You are already a crazy person when it comes to sex, but when you are drunk, the craziness increased dra-matically," she said. "Ugh, I have a headache. You do too, right?"

I gave a nod and slumped my head back on the pillow. I could not even sleep because of the headache.

Both of us had lemon juice in the morning to help with the hangover. I usually had a full breakfast, but today, I had light breakfast like my wife did every morning as I did not have much of an appetite and it felt like I would throw up if I ate more.

The feeling was not good at all. In the next few months, we decided not to drink at all. We learnt a huge lesson on our wedding anniversary.