Chapter 98 RESPECT THE WOMEN

PYRO'S POV

After Fira left the room, I stayed in front of the piano. I was not playing, just looking down on it.

Did I really play this because of Fira? She must be so special to me.

When I was with her, my chest was pounding so loud and happily. I need to find out what was the cause of my memory loss.

I heard a knock on the door. I was thinking that Fira came back, that was why I excitedly opened the door. My shoulder dropped as I saw Princess Ziraya. She smiled at me and bowed. “Good evening, your majesty.”

My mouth was not cooperating with me again, but I needed to force it to speak. “What brought you here?” It was not my intention to sound rude, but it sounded like that.

“Don’t you want to invite me inside?” She had a seductive smile, but I would never be affected by it even if it was so beautiful in my eyes.

“Come if you want.” I turned my back on her, went back to the piano and looked down again on it. I did not like her presence.

My eyes looked up when she stood in front of me. "The Higher King asked me to go sleep in your room."

"Then sleep there." I did not stand up or play the piano. I would not want other women to hear my music except my mom and Fira.

"Aren't you going to look at me like how you look during your birthday ceremony?"

"What do you want?" The irritation filled my system. She was annoying the hell out of me. I felt something on her that I was not supposed to feel by me.

Lust.

Is she manipulating me? Does she have an ability to control anyone? Because if I was right, it was effective for me.

Raiden said that do not belittle the women of Brave Wolves Kingdom because they have a special ability that no one knows, you will not know that unless you feel different to your body. You feel something strange.

I could see the gritting of her teeth. She moved to my face and whispered. "You forget about that Omega, don't you? I'm now your lover. You love me so much. You will love me for a lifetime."

My eyes became smaller. Now, I know. She was the reason why I forgot about Fira.

Thanks to her ritual now, my memories came back.

But why am I not affected this time?

I peeped on my wrist. It was sparkling: the symbol was telling me of danger.

I was sure it was something to do with Fira's acceptance of my symbol and our unity last night. I owned her and that means bonding of mate with a tighter vow.

I pretended that I was under the power of the Princess. "Yes, my princess."

"Good dog." She tapped my head.

Damn. Did she call me a dog? She is playful and I will play with her, too.

She held my hand, put it into her chest. "Now, undress me."

No way. What does she want us to do? Make love? Like a couple who love each other?

Funny. If she likes that. I would never be gentle on her. I swear, she will plead to stop.

A grin formed on my lips. I stood up, put my hands on her waist and turned his back in a reckless way. "What do you want, Princess?"

"Make love with me—"

I ripped her gown at the back. "Fine."

I was giggling in anger while ripping into the pieces of the covering of her back. I pushed her harder at the table. I could see her wince. I loved to see you suffering.

I put her upper body on the table. She was grabbing the corner of the table. I ripped and ripped her gown until her butt was exposed in front of me.

I pulled down my king garment. I pushed her harder to the circular table and was about to enter when I remembered something.

"Never forget my teaching. Even if you are the powerful king, don't force women. Treat them with respect and gentleness." My mother cupped both my cheeks and touched it in a careful way. "You are a good king. You are what you are. Stay dignified."

I shook my head. The tears condensed at the corner of my eyes.

I'm bullsh*t.

What am I thinking?

Stay dignified…

I bent down to grab my king garment and put it on again. "Get out."

"What?" The Princess faced me with her serious expression.

"Get out. Now!" I glared at her with so much anger.

Not to her, but to myself.

She was scared of me. I watched her hurry, going on the door, but before she left, she gave me a word. "This will reach the Higher King."

I face palmed as she shut the door.

What now? I was disrespecting women! My mother did not teach me to be an abuser!

"A man has a desire, it's normal for them to feel lust, that's okay." My mother raised the book that she was reading since I arrived at her room. "But son, always ask for permission."

I was just ten years old at that time, but she was teaching everything to me even the mature things like that. She wanted to open my eyes to the royal world that I would be facing at the age of seventeen when my father brought me to the Elemental Kingdom, including my brothers from different packs. I was not happy to be away from my Fire Pack, but I needed to.

My brothers tried to make me smile when we were at the Elemental Kingdom, but most of the time, they failed.

"Is that what they called a couple things, Mom?" I sat on the bed. She wrapped her arms on my small waist.

"Yes."

I could not understand why she was teaching me something mature. Eventually, she explained that I should know that early for me not to become an abuser like my father. For me to think that a woman should be respected at all times. I should look at women with purity and respect. No matter where they came from.

That was the reason why I promised to the Element of Fire to have only one mate, to give my symbol to one girl, to love only one woman.

That is Fira.

I closed my eyes when I saw the images of the day I saved her from the hunters.

Somehow, that was forcing the symbol to engrave in her.

I did something crazy. Something unacceptable to her.

What I did to Princess Ziraya would not happen again, not to my beloved Fira.

I always value her femininity.