†A Caring Vampire†

The droplets of rain that have been falling so loud and fast as if they were angered by something, were the only thing stopping Caine from having a good vision of his queen, of Azriela.

He wasn't sure what to do, how to act and what to say. It was so confusing having her sit in front of him on the cold rain that he stood frozen as more and more his man started coming from behind himeven thought he previously told to the little group to leave. He wasn't really paying attention to them now because there she was, his Azra, right in front of him. Caine could swear that he had everything planned; from first gesture to last word he'd say on the day when he finds her, but now... Now he was thrown off the track. She clutched her legs to her chest as much as she could from her belly to cover her body from many intrigued eyes around her, and her hair that was now longer than the last time he saw her was helping her in doing so.

At that moment, Caine loudly hissed at everyone around him; he was reminded of her nudity that wasn't really bothering him moments ago.

"Leave!!" he roared once again into the deadly silence of their surrounding. The only thing indicating that the time was moving were those tiny, angry droplets. He didn't care about anything but his beloved at the moment. At that moments, Azra sneezed from the cold; she was shivering. That made him snap out of anything that was holding him captive as he quickly got to her side and took his cape before covering her instead. As vampires started to leave, they still kept stealing glances at the girl their King was taking care of; a werewolf. He was never good with werewolves before and they all knew that.

He quickly lifted her in his arms before using his unnatural speed to take her to his room. He didn't want anyone to see her like that.

When he came inside, he slowly placed her at the middle of his king sized bed before taking the cape away and bitting his lip. She was still about to look him in the eyes and was really, really dirty. She was covered in mud from head to toe, literally!

"Do, do you want me to run a bath for you?" he asked as she just kept her head low in a sitting position on the bed. He gulped again, what does he do? He wanted to treat her right, but he had no idea as to what should he be doing!

"Um," he stuttered "I... I guess that means yet," he finally said before heading to his in-room bathroom as she hide weak, yet sad smile. She won't lie, she missed him... Although she couldn't have him.

When Caine filled the tub and got back in his room to get her, he saw her eating some snacks that were left there as if she hadn't fed in years making him gulp. Okay, he can not screw that. He mustn't say or do something rash that will make her run again.

"It's ready," he said making her jump a bit as she realized that he was there and well. He almost cursed at himself, nothing rash his ass. She only nodded before getting up and heading his way as he blocked her. She gulped before weakly rising his eyes to stare at him.

He had a pained expression on his face as she stared back at him with a fearful one before speaking.

"I..." he gasped at that, he haven't heard her voice for so long.

"Sorry," he quickly said "Please continue what you wanted to say."

"I... Look, I know that you don't want to be with someone like me; someone who's both werewolf and Alne whom nobody likes and our child is probably a disgrace to your family and pure bloodline, bit i don't have who to ask for help at the moment. Just let me stay here until I give a birth to him and you'll never see me again if that's what you wish for. I..." her eyes became teary from her speech "I... Can't protect him on my own right now, so please, just... Just until he's born, please shelter us. I will even beg if I nee..." at that he hissed so loud that she immediately stopped speaking as she lowered her head in fear from him. Those last months were horrible for her, she was barely managing to avoid and escape anyone that could somehow harm beer and her son, plus she didn't get to eat properly and was lacking a lot of sleep since her escapes meant running for few days straight. But now, as she was getting close to giving birth, she couldn't manage it all together, plus she'll be as weak as fùck once it's over and anyone could harm him regardless of her presence; she'd be too weak to protect them.

Caine on the other hand became more and more angry with every word she said. He won't be leaving her anytime soon and she as hell won't be away from him as well.

"No!" he roared and she widened her eyes in fear. She didn't have where else to go except for him. She thought that he will throw her out.

"Wh-what? P-please Caine, don't throw me out, I..." he hissed once again as she bit her cheeks in fear from letting a sound escape out.

"You will not be leaving me!" he yelled as she flinched.

"I..." she started before she realized what he said as her whole composure started to calm down, "What?"

"I said you won't leave," he said in between deep breaths as he tried to completely calm down. No rash movements, but damn did she manage to piss him out with her speech. Hybrid baby?! The fùck with the bloodline, it's his child and his only-he'll take care of it the best he can. Screw other people, he'll protect them both from them. He, disgraced by her?! No, not in Hell. He couldn't stand her at the beggining, that's sure, but he wanted her by his side, always. Period.

She was still crying and he took a step forward before slowly placing his palms on her cheeks as he rose her head to look at him.

"I'm not ashamed of you, don't you ever dare to think otherwise, I am proud to have a little kicking werewolf who managed to beat Marcus, and that is definitely something to brag about," he mumbled that last part with a weak grin as she sniffed trying to stop her tears "And the baby, you said it was him, right?" he asked and she nodded not trusting her voice.

"I am proud of our baby too," he said as his eyes shone with excitement she never saw Caine held in them before, "Fúck the bloodline, it's my son, you're my mate and if someone doesn't like that, I'll reap their heads off."

"B-But back than..." she started only to be interrupted by him again.

"I'm an ass all the time, okay? You said it so yourself so you know," he said as she weakly nodded, "I was angry at myself, not you. Never you, okay?" he asked as she nodded again. She didn't know whether to trust him or not, but at the moment she wanted to. She only wanted to get some rest, she was too tired from all the running she's been put through.

"I am an ass, and I will change that. I promise you that one, Azra," he said with a pure determination in his voice at which she couldn't help to not believe in. Even if she tried not to, she still wanted to believe it.

"Are we fine yet?" he suddenly asked to which she only shrugged. She want sure, maybe they were?

"Well, fùck everything then, because I really want to kiss you," and with that he leaned in claiming her lips as she stood frozen, like enchanted by the pull. Fireworks were still there, her feets were still feeling the same, she remembered him just the same as she did from when he last claimed her lips like that. And then he pulled away letting her catch the breath she haven't even noticed she's been holding in. That was a hella good kiss

"Bath... And we should stop because I can't have you in that state no matter how hard I want to band you over that bad and fùck you for all those months I spent without séx," he dangerously hissed in her ear before kissing her earlobe making her slip a moan he so longed to hear again from her lips.

"Y-yes..." she stuttered once she clearly understood his words and gulped, boy was he serious. One does not threaten with séx and has the real intention to do it unless he had it all planned like Caine did. And she was pretty sure that he had more in plan, but foe the sake of their both sanity, he kept his mouth shut.

"Come," was all he said before he lifted her in a bridal style and carried her to the huge tub now filled with a warm water.

"Okay, I don't know how this shít works since I never really had a pregnant woman to deal with before, but how do I bathe you?" he suddenly said earning a chuckle from Azra who stared at him innocently. He couldn't help but grin at her muddy form, having on mind some other things of making her dirty, but tried to keep those thoughts away. No Caine, you can't fùck a pregnant woman, was what he's been saying to himself over and over and over again.

"Hold on," he said before putting her on her feet who used that chance to wipe away the tears that remained as she stared at him with confused bloody eyes.

"I'll join you, what if you fall," he reasoned before he started taking off his clothes as she realized that he was dressed up for an event.

"What about the event, what's it even about?" she asked in confusion before rubbing her eye again. It seemed that some mud got to it and it stung like hell.

"Screw my birthday party, you are more important than my ages, I've got more years for them, but only tonight to woo you over again," he chuckled at her with a wink as her jaw fell. His birthday, it was his birthday!

"I... I'm sorry, I didn't..." she started rambling but he took off his pants standing completely naked in front of her which made her shut her mouth. Okay, that was definitely worth coming back for.

"It's okay, and you gave me the best present there is now," he said as he lifted her once again and got into a big tub that was definitely the center of the bathroom, inbuilt in the ground and taking one sixth of the entire bathroom. It was more like a pool than a tub anyway.

"Ready," he said and kneeled down nor waiting for her answer as she only silently growled to the sensation of the warm water touching her skin. She didn't have a warm bath in a long, long time.

"You growl," he grinned as she only playfully growled at him making him tilt his head while rising his eyebrow.

"Are you challenging me, Azra," he asked but instead of replying, she only playfully threw a water at him which made him stunned for few seconds at her childish reaction.

For some reason, her wold was running restless in her head wanting to ne set free and play with her mate which was so strange for Azriela. All she ever did in the last months was being grumpy and careful about... Well everything! She wasn't even happy nor was she joking about anything!

"Azra," he said before taking a deep breath. Again, the images about how he could punish her at the moment invaded his mind, but he only shook the away again. Peace making-not fúcking, he reminded himself. Instead, he only grabbed a nearby sponge as he started wetting her body that was sitting in his lap at the moment.

She protested seeing as she lost the feeling after the months of living in the wilderness, but he still managed to clean her whole. Though, the challenge began when he had to wash her down there. She tried to bit him few times seeing as her wolf didn't want to be touched there, but he somehow managed to trick her into it and let him do the job.

"Azra?" he asked suddenly when she was whole bathed and clean and was sniffing herself in wonder. Her wolf didn't like the new smell at all, it was unfamiliar for her so she growled again. She needed to get rid of the soap and shampoo smell. She was so used to the wood's scent that those... Milk and honey? Anyway, they werent familiar to her and she's been feeling like she was in someone else's body, and that's really bad for a pregnant woman. Wolf.

"She doesn't like it, she's getting anxious."

"I see," was all he said before grabbing her head with one arm and claiming her lips again in a swift movement and sneaking his other arm around her waist pulling her close to him being careful of her belly. He had a son growing inside of there and it was so surreal to him that his brain probably couldn't get a grasp on it and proceed to understand it's deeper meaning. A new life, his and hers flesh and blood, his offspring, a baby. She moaned when she felt his hard member biking user from under as he used her enchantment to tilt her head and trail kisses down her neck to to place where his claim stood, but not as noticeable as it was before.

He'll have to change that.

Elongating his fangs and slowly grazing at the surface of her neck, he heard her whimper in need as he grinned. Taking that as his starting signal, he opened his mouth before biting the same place he did months ago and claiming her again as his.

Only his.
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I'll explain in the next chapter why he had to re-claim her when they already finished the mating proces.