First ammo: act superior.
The truth is I felt irritated with the way he humbles himself before his oppressors! He was totally wasting his strength! I scolded him in public, pressed a finger on his forehead to offend him, and walked away like a boss. In the end, guilt scolded me! I just told him not to be 'overly' humble, it wasn't my intention to make him feel extra bad after all the discrimination he had experienced. That act made me realize that I can't be harsh towards him, I'm mindful of his feelings.
It was all part of my overthinking because he behaved the same—excited—afterward, especially when we rode the airship. I felt relieved. But that feeling didn't last long when I caught a glimpse of Zithri's mother. We met Zithri and I couldn't stop myself from stalking them that time. We didn't end properly. It trampled my pride that he was with his fiance while overlooking what I gave him: my womanhood.
From the look of Zithri's eyes, he wasn't interested in running away anymore. His presence lost the flow of my plan! But it later became my advantage. I told Hessuel the truth, that shall surely turn him off, that I'm a tasted woman—no longer a virgin every man steals lust for. It was also a disheartening truth for him. I could never give him any purity from me anymore. And since I told him the truth about me, my second ammo: act myself.
I showed him the way I relieve my frustration. I acted like a cyclone in our rented room. However, Hessuel was still there and gave me comforting words and a comforting cuddle. It turned me on instead. He's such a sweet and thoughtful guy. I thought I would end up with an abusive and cold-hearted silver wolf mate. But his care is heart-melting.
Yet that doesn't end the operation! Third ammo: be gothic. I wore a slinky silver dress. But I thought being thoughtful and conservative has something to do with connection but the feedback I got from him was "I think you look perfect."
My gracious! Maybe he's into gothic too! I went out of the room immediately, slapping my cheeks to calm down, but I tripped because of my shaking knees!
I indulged in wine on my own. I only wanted to hurt myself by seeing Zithri and his fiance happily eating with their families. That reminded me of how comfortable I am with Shun's family. I was expecting Hessuel to come after but I didn't expect him to reveal his real color to the public! The bonus other than that was he looked hot! The way he tied his hair and spared strands that reached his right eyebrow, and the half-unbuttoned shirt that shaped his body! I choked while drinking wine.
Some ladies murmured about his stunning appearance. Unfortunately for them, Hessuel was after me. I praised his hair when he found my table. I am also surprised by his clingy behavior. His whisper to my ear "Maybe they're jealous because you're the one I cling to," intensified the goosebumps on me! I drank more than I should, to act normal in front of him. That became the fourth ammo: act drunkard.
I reversed the effect of alcohol by my enchantment that saved me from oblivious shame. Although getting drunk and then pampered by the man of my life, waking up in his room naked as for the following scenario isn't my kind of romance! I drink responsibly. "Don't you want to drink with me?" I questioned like a chilling villain.
"I'll watch over you once you have already lost it."
The pureness of his eyes composed crazy drumming in my head that vibrated in my heart! Guilty. Guilty for stealing the cupid's arrow and stabbing it into my chest! I laughed out loud at my thoughts. I included irritating screams to annoy the people around, chiefly, to embarrass Hessuel that he was flirting with a lady like me. Fifth ammo: act immodestly!
"It's a privilege to hear your different kinds of laughs. It's becoming my kind of music."
"What?" the hell is wrong with this dude!? I was so disappointed my hand scratched my neck and looked around. What if he's starting to go head over heels at me? I shouldn't let this love win as early as possible. Another, for my sixth ammo: act greedy. I was confident I couldn't consume everything I scooped from the cater, still, I dug in with my mouth wide open.
"You can take it all?"
"Of course!" I bragged and showed him my skinny biceps. Seventh ammo: act manly. With the audacity to speak with my mouth full, "It's not just the boys who can eat this many. Plus, I want to be fat! I'm not a common woman who wants to keep her waist at twenty-four inches. I'm going to be the very first sexy chubby," I said. The lusciousness of the food helped.
"Really?" He was still smiling and chuckled. "That would be cute. I'm excited about that!"
I forgot that he's into unique women. None of my ammo seemed to turn him off so far. I wiggled my foot under the table, contemplating my next move. And the fact that he was staring at me the whole time made me uncomfortable. He's way too handsome for me to calm down. His hidden charisma made me choke again. And he responded quickly by wiping my mouth, a real gentleman.
I gave up on that ammo since it didn't work. Annoyingly, he expected me to give in. A full tummy isn't good for a slinky dress anyway. I forked a piece of meat and offered it to him. When he was about to bite it, I moved my hand away to tease him. "Hmmm~ Your shiny fangs are showing," I wryly said. "Can you bite like a charming werewolf~?" I growled when I uttered werewolf. I couldn't hold back my giggling until I felt his big hand on my hand holding the fork, pulled it, then bit the piece of meat on it.
Suddenly, the motion of his lips seemed sexy! I watched it slowly. I was the one being turned on while struggling to turn him off. The fight wasn't over. The passengers were dancing along to the lively music. "Do you dance? Yes, you do. Let's go!" I cheered.
"Wait, you just ate!"
I removed my slippers, held them, and approached the dance while swinging my hips. He believed I was drunk, I took it for granted for my Eight ammo: dance like crazy.
"Dan, be careful! You're tipsy." He held the slippers for me and supported my balance albeit I wasn't losing it. I spun with him around, made frisky stepping, or danced playful Waltz. He could lift me on my waist easily and smile genuinely at each other. It felt like the sparkling lights of the chandelier were falling like stars and glowed with every beat of our hearts. I shut my romantic imagination the second I realized I was diverting from my original plan!
I detached my arms from him, kicked high in the air, bang my head up and down, and bent my back! The music turned mild withal. Others have found me insane and kept their distance from me. I was highly confident this would embarrass Hessuel and turn him off. But again, I was chasing my breath when he locked my waist in his arm. "You're a flexible dancer when drunk," he complimented while most parts of it sounded like an insult!
"You're cooperative when it comes to my schemes. Good wolf~"
"Ahaha! My pleasure!"
Was he even embarrassed!? I was only embarrassing myself after all. Running out of ammo, I calmed down and let him take me with him. It felt assured to be surrounded by his arms. I felt happy that he only has eyes for me. I felt flattered being treated like I'm special. I felt important. I felt like I didn't lose my dignity as a woman. And I felt that it all came from love. A kind of love where fear is still there, waiting to strike its tragic scythe.
My instinct told me he was about to kiss me when my stomach almost made a scene! Wine plus meals isn't a very good combination. I ran away to the balcony but ended up falling to the ground after Hessuel ripped my dress by accident. My knees hurt! Instantly, I thought of another, ninth, ammo: "Uuugh!! You ruined my dress!" Act childish. Nothing would be more irksome and turning off than an immature or a lady of high maintenance.
I staggered and spewed into the sky. On the other hand, nothing is more tiresome than the feelings of vomiting. I paused from moving because I felt Hessuel behind me, his arms were surrounding me to the silver baluster. I looked behind and saw a man disgusted at me yet Hessuel covered me by his shoulder. "Are you okay?" he whispered behind my ear. I couldn't look at him at first. My brain was malfunctioning from the thought that Hessuel was protecting me from the embarrassment I was bringing to my reputation.
I turned around and he was still locking me. I was mesmerized by his crystalline eyes. I must be the luckiest dumped woman to own them because of the mate-bond. I praised, "Your eyes are sparkling. I like watching it whenever you're staring at the moon from now on." I played with his face to stick with the plan; pushed up his lips, and widened his eyes. I pinched his cheeks and said, "You're cuter in your puppy form~!" I flapped his ears. "I wanna see those twitching ears again~!" And I snickers.
After that, I froze when he kissed my hands. "You're dazzling with the light of the moon, too." He smiled at me. I snatched my hands back, turned my back at him, and screamed internally!
Why isn't it working against him!?
Guilty…
Guilty for falling for him harder!
He praised me once more. Finally, I used my tenth ammo: act like Tanya! It was my final option to turn him off because I thought he dislikes women like Tanya. "Would you like to have a steamy night with me~?" I made an additional seduction by biting my lips and winking.
"... If it's you then maybe... we can make it work."
"What?" the f—
None of my ammo shot his feelings dead! There was nothing else I could do but to pretend that I snapped out of my consciousness since he believed that I'm just drunk. He lifted me in his arms the way I wanted, then I felt the softness of the bed behind me... and his weight above me. I felt the goosebumps and held back my breath the moment I felt his kiss and tongue on my body! I could feel the pleasure rising within me too but he stopped in the middle.
"WHY DID YOU STOP!?" Gladly I didn't yell it out loud.
I knew from that night that the mate bond was already affecting him. The coat includes an enchantment of an Eldar. I wanted him to do more with my body, but the next thing that happened was I was wrapped in a blanket.
Disappointments were poured unto me the following day after that night. Nothing could defy the power of the mate bond. It totally blinds the lovers. 'Twas the day I received Zithri's letter that changed my mood for the half day. It says:
'Dandeline, I am sorry for what I've done to you. I'm sorry for leaving you behind. I know we didn't end well. But I would like you to know that I thought about you when I couldn't see you. I missed you for so many months. I am grateful for the memories we wrote together. I'm grateful I met you and helped me run away for a limited time. I am glad to see you again, happy in the arms of a man who can give you the love I couldn't. You do not have to worry about me. I am starting to enjoy my fate because that is the key to enjoying life. I hope for your happiness, too. Love, Zi'
He suffered separation just like me. I was happy that I felt the same, but I felt bad that he couldn't save himself from his fate. What if I am the same?
The Cardozen Vil. wasn't welcoming to us. But Matheo made me worthwhile by providing free services. That includes ale that I used against Hessuel.