"Please don't let go!" the Princess shrieked as she clung onto the werewolf's hand as though he were her lifeline.
In a sense, he was.
Because if he were to just let a slip of his finger occur, that would be the end of the Princess's life.
"Please! Please!" the Princess begged.
She didn't want to look down because if she did, the predicament she was in would turn out all too vivid for her sanity.
"Are you begging for your life, Princess?" the werewolf asked.
Princess Divale's head snapped up in a second, so fast that one would think she had a neck sprain. On her face, was a splash of disbelief and dumbfoundedness.
What on earth was he asking her? Of course, she was begging for her life!
Who wouldn't in this type of situation?!!
But still, she had to keep her status as a Princess so with a jerk of her chin, she stared up at the beast with diminishing confidence.
"I wasn't begging, it was an order!" she gritted with clenched teeth.
"Oh, really? Well, sorry, because I don't take orders from you," the werewolf said without a single expression on his devilish features.
"What?! Do you know who I am?! I am the Princess of this empire, therefore, my orders are to be obeyed with immediate effect, if you don't want to face the dire consequences!" the Princess ranted with irritation.
"Is that so? Don't you think you are not in a position to be giving orders at this point?" the werewolf raised a question that made the Princess's left pupil twitch with sheer annoyance.
~You don't have to state the obvious, bloody handsome creature!~ she snapped inside her head.
"At any point at all, my orders are to be obeyed. Now, pull me up!" the Princess commanded.
"I'm sorry, but your orders have no effect on me," the werewolf said and released the power in his wrist which made Princess Divale's weight go down as well.
"Nooo!" she squealed before he instantly tightened his grip again.
"You have a really loud voice" the werewolf used his index finger to clean his ear.
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MARBLES?!!!" the Princess's eyes blazed with incredulity.
"I had none, to begin with, so no, I didn't lose any marbles, Princess" the werewolf retorted.
"Pull me up right this minute or else-"
"Or else what?! You're going to hang me? Execute me?" the werewolf's tone was of mockery.
"Yes!! I will do that and more!" the Princess yelled.
On a norm, the Princess would never dare raise her tone as high as she did but the current situation has thrown away any manners of decency.
"Will you? But tell me, how will you do that when you will be dead by then?" the werewolf tilted his head.
If she wasn't wrong, his eyes were dancing with amusement.
~Did he find this amusing?! Was he just going to play with her for a bit and then drop her to die?!~
The Princess was starting to feel light-headed now. She didn't know if it was because her body was in the air or it was his sheer disregard for her life that made her want to collapse this minute.
"Wh-what do you mean by that?!" the Princess needed to know.
"Haven't you looked beneath you, Princess? You should be about a striking height of fifteen meters and if you were to fall, you might break all of your limbs and be paralyzed forever or if your luck is just as ugly as your hair bun, then, they would be conducting your funeral soon" the werewolf smirked.
Princess Divale's mouth was now left hanging. She blinked and blinked, and blinked.
Her head went blank at this point.
He just insulted her hair bun and told her she was going to either be paralyzed or dead in a single sentence.
Her heart couldn't handle it and her head was barely registering it.
"Speechless, huh? Now, do you realize, Princess, that I am the one who holds your life in my hand?" the werewolf asked a dumbfounded Divale.
"So, are you still going to order me around?" he raised a bushy eyebrow.
The Princess could feel her legs getting weak and anytime soon, she would lose the strength in her hand and she wouldn't be able to hold onto him anymore.
Her vampire instincts weren't heightened to the point that she would be able to jump high before she fell.
"Look, I can give you anything you want, Money, clothes, women, even your freedom. Just help me out here, okay? You would be rewarded without limit for saving my life, I promise you that" the Princess pleaded.
A dark cloud fell upon the werewolf's face and his mirthful expression changed into one of dread.
"I want nothing from you" he spat and the Princess flinched.
"Then just pull me up, and let me go!" the Princess retorted.
"Let you go?" the werewolf asked.
"Yes, let me go!" the Princess nodded eagerly, not knowing what she had just said.
The werewolf's eyes danced with enjoyment. He was enjoying this pompous, authoritative, and bold Princess.
But she was so gullible.
The Princess's head snapped up and as she stared into his eyes, she understood what she had just said and what he took it as.
The werewolf was practically smiling now. He couldn't hide his amusement.
"No, n-no" the Princess shook her head.
"Your wish is my command, Princess," he said and the next second, he let go of her hand.
The Princess felt her weight in the thin air again and the hand that was holding onto him was now empty.
She was falling back and to the ground.
"Nooo!!" she screamed and closed her eyes, bracing herself for the impact of the hard ground.
1,
2,
3.
But it never came.
When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to meet the fierce honey orbs staring right at her.
The werewolf's expression was blank.
~What was he doing? But I'm still in the air~ the Princess thought.
Her legs were still in the air because she couldn't feel solid ground under her feet.
~Wait, he is standing?!~
Her eyes went down and she saw the werewolf standing on the balcony. It was only then she felt the pair of arms grabbing her waist.
The situation was starting to grasp her head now.
Before the Princess could fall, the werewolf reached down and grabbed her by her waist to pull her up. Now, his hands were on her waist holding her just a little above the ground as he stared up at her.
It wasn't on his face but he was marveled by her beauty.
Her fine hair, her pure and smooth skin, her beautiful doe eyes, and plumpy red lips.
All so enticing. All so desirable.
"Put me down!" the Princess demanded.
On her command, he dropped her immediately and she fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ow!" she winced when her body hit the ground.
"What type of male are you? Don't you have basic manners with females in your realm?!" she spat as she pulled herself up from the ground.
But her legs were too weak to hold her up which was why she fell forward before she could stand up straight and the werewolf caught her before she fell to the ground again.
The Princess looked up and met the werewolf's sparkling eyes and just like that, she was put in a spell.
She kept on staring at his enchanting eyes as its magic pulled her further and further in until she forgot how to breathe.
The werewolf stared down at her and in a way, he got lost inside her jade-green eyes.
The Princess's hands were laid on his chest and he was on her waist.
Then her hand started to move. She was shocked.
She ran her hands all over his chest as she felt his muscles under her palm.
~Oh, my. What a body!~ her eyes widened as she fondled his chest.
Soft, smooth but hard. She couldn't stop feeling him out.
"What-" the werewolf was flustered.
"Where did you get these from?" she asked as her eyes shone with amazement.
She even reached down and felt his hard abs. She used her finger to draw each line out and her eyes widened a second time.
"Oh, my, my! Did you swallow a washboard or what?" she gasped.
"Stop-" the werewolf choked.
If the Princess wasn't so preoccupied with his body, she would have noticed his face turning into a deep shade of red.
The Princess has never felt nor seen such type of body before.
Because vampires mainly feed on fluids and liquids, they had a lean stature with few to no muscles which was their advantage of having the ability to jump high due to their lightweight.
But werewolves were different. They feed on meat and raw flesh which made them thick and robust in size. The males had huge muscles and the females had large sizes too.
And it is rare to see a male werewolf slave in the palace so the Princess hasn't seen a male werewolf up close in her life.
"Stop!" the werewolf pushed her away.
The Princess was pushed back and her face sulked in disappointment.
"Y-You saved me," she said as if just realizing it.
She looked up at him and a bright smile spread onto her face. She felt grateful for what he did.
The werewolf was now staring at her, he couldn't say anything else after he saw her beautiful smile.
Looks like it wasn't only the Princess who could be rendered speechless.
Then suddenly, they heard a voice coming from the hall.
"Divale! Divale?" Someone was calling her.
"Princess!" the voice was approaching.
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I cracked up so hard at that.
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