How she wish she could also at least have one supernatural powers that that she could use to defend and protect herself from danger. She hate being the damsel in distress.
Lucas stared at her face that was covered in tears.
He felt his heart break seeing her cry uncontrollably. This was the first time since he married her he will be seeing her cry in front of him. She looked so vulnerable and weak, that he wish he could hide her away from anything that is called a DANGER.
He also misunderstood her cry because she thought she was the cause for the Coachman death and Brody life heavily being in a danger with a monstrous beast just so he could protect her.
"It's okay wife". He said and she cried the more.
Lucas has never for once know how to console a lady that was in this type of state Catherine was.
He suddenly took her hands in his and kissed the mud away.
"Please don't hurt". He said and Catherine slowly stopped crying and stared at him.
I'm useless, very useless. She said crying again and Lucas shook his head vigorously.
"No no, who dared to call you useless? !" he said as his calm anger rose again at the thought that some one had dared to call his wife a useless person.
Catherine looked at him.
No one. I'm hurt because I couldn't join the fight with Brody to fight against the monster beast. She said softly hiccupping.
Lucas was rendered utterly speechless at what she just sprouted out. He was in total disbelief at what his wife just said. Did he hear right or even wrong? ! She was crying like a baby because she thought she was useless? !
He almost face palmed himself but he slowly pulled closer to himself wrapping his hands around her waist in a firm grip.
It's okay. You are not useless wife. He coaxed her cupping both her cheeks.
Catherine kept on crying non stop and even hiccupping in between.
Lucas was torn and before she could predict what he was about to do, his lips crashed fiercely against hers. He was kissing her softly and passionately, sucking all air out of her lungs, Catherine pried her lips open welcoming his as their tongues dance to the rhythm of the kiss. They kissed hard, sucking on each other's tongues hungrily and wildly. Catherine monaed softly in his mouth. Their breath hitched and heavy, with her heart beat picking up it's pace powerfully than before.
After their deep, fierce and passionate kissing session, they pulled out panting hard, their breaths heavier than before. Catherine whole face was beet red as blood circulated all over face.
She was so embarrassed to the core that she didn't dare look into those piercing dark black grey eyes gazing intensely at her. Her whole body was in flames of pure beet redness.
Let's get you to safety wife. He said and before she could respond, Lucas had spread his wings and carried Catherine with a swift reflex, making her gasp. Catherine wrapped her hands around his neck tightly, almost squeezing him.
"Breathe wife, I won't let you fall". He said with a mischief in his eyes and Catherine slowly loosened up. Her closed eyes slowly fluttered opened.
While she was staring at his jaw, her curiosity slowly picqued and her gaze slowly fell on the bright sky, the blue clouds and the rays of the bright sun.
While she was admiring the beauty of the sky, her mind quickly registered him, Brody. He was fighting the monstrous beast.
"Lucas, brod..."
As if knowing what she wanted to say, he spoke,
"Mason will go and get him. He said and Catherine breath a sigh of relief.
After soaring in the sky for a while, Lucas slowly placed her down.
The castle is eeriely quiet right? He asked when he noticed her surprised expression.
Yes, was there a war that broke out? She asked innocently.
Soon wife. A war will soon break out. He said and Catherine became confused.
"Why, what's wrong?" She asked.
Nothing wife, just let's get you all clean. He said and held her hand , as they walked inside the castle.
Meanwhile, Clara was inside her room, she sat on her bed. Her mind replaying the words Oliver had said to her. Why? Why can't he just live her and make her happy? She thought as she felt her heart heavy again in pain.
"Am I not good enough as a lady?" She whispered softly before standing up. She walked towards the mirror and stared at her self. Her reflection in the mirror, her green eyes like that of a green forest and her brunette hair which she has brushed so many times to get his attention, but no he always finds a way to avoid her.
Is it really that bad for step siblings to like each other, to even go as far as having romantic feelings for each other? Why is it so hard for Oliver to see she truly loves him? While she was staring at her reflection in the mirror, she was distracted by a sudden knock on her door.
She quickly turned away and walked towards the door to open it only to be surprised by who she saw at the door.
"Oh please come in". She said as she paved way for him to enter.
Prince Oliver walked in and sat on the couch.
Clara couldn't be more than happy. Did God finally hear her prayers for Oliver to be hers? Could that be the reason why he was here? The thought alone made her less sad and more happier and she quickly went to get a jug of water from the table. She poured the jug of water inside a glass cup before walking back to stand in front of him.
"Here, drink this". She said stretchittgr glass of water forward for him to take.
"Thank you milady, but I'm not here for a glass of water, I already drank blood". He said as politely as ever.
A/N: Sorry for the late update, as I have been busy with school work. More chapters coming soon. ❤️🙏😊