Part 35 It's not wrong

"Why did you do this, Khushi?" he asked, kissing her knuckle.

"To make you trust me..."

Arnav gulped down and kissed her forehead.

"Do you trust me?"

"Why won't I trust you?"

"I love you so much, Arnav."

"I, too, love you so much."

"I know"

Arnav smiled. He didn't think this day would turn into the best day of his life; how everything changed! She shared her body, thoughts, inner feelings, everything with him...! He physically became her husband now! She became his wife by submitting herself to him. She was HIS now! He could not believe a girl would go to that extent, even after knowing his authentic self. He was on cloud nine. What a beautiful girl she was from in and out...!

Arnav jumped off the bed. He went to the kitchen and brought food to the dining room. After losing energy, Khushi must have been hungry.

"Come and eat first."

He pulled a chair for her. Khushi pressed his shoulder and made him sit on the chair. She sat on his lap, making him dumbfounded.

"Feed me," she said.

He fed her with a smile, and vice versa.

"You know, Khushi... I so wanted to have you on my lap..."

Khushi looked at him, wondering.

"You were sitting on Lavanya's lap on the sports day...! I wish I could get such a chance from the time I saw that."

"So, my guess is right. You loved me thievishly..."

"Like mad..."

"Then why didn't you accept it in the open?"

"How could I? I thought no girl would dare accept a werewolf."

"Who accepted a werewolf? I accepted Arnav... I love the man who is struggling in the werewolf's grip."

Arnav hugged her emotionally.

"Thank you, Khushi...! Thank you so much for accepting me... understanding me..."

"I accepted you... You don't have to talk about it from here on... we became one and will be together for the rest of our lives..."

Arnav kissed her cheek lovingly.

They finished lunch and came to the living room to watch TV. They watched a movie, sitting on the couch. Khushi was leaning on his shoulder, circling his bicep. Arnav tried not to get into her. Time passed. It started getting dark outside. They ate the remaining food. Arnav was both nervous and excited about the night. He was going to sleep with Khushi in the same bed. He didn't know what he would be like having her next to him. He struggled to control himself when she was leaning on his shoulder, sitting close to him. She was unimaginably bold. He didn't know what was going to happen that night.

After dinner, they watched TV again. It was a comedy show. Khushi laughed, keeping her palm on his thigh. The soft touch of her palm tickled his senses. She was supposed to take her palm, but he pressed it on his thigh, not letting her take it off. Khushi looked at him. He was closing his eyes. She slowly caressed his thigh, making him pant hard. She pecked his lips. He looked at her drowsily.

Taking the remote, she switched the TV off. Arnav opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Let's go to bed," she said.

"Khushi..."

She stood up.

"Come"

Clutching his hand, she walked to his bedroom. She made him sit on the bed and sat on his lap. She seized his lips and started for what he was hesitating.

Breaking the kiss, she said,

"You are going to get satisfied now... don't hesitate."

"It's not needed, Khushi," he said half-heartedly.

"Ok... then satisfy me... for me..."

Arnav gulped down hard.

"It's my order."

He flipped her underneath him and came over to her. The control he held so far flew away. He kissed her aimlessly. She was ready. He lived in the moment, closing his eyes. That experience brought a smile to his face. The mixed lubrication made the process smooth and crazy. It was a heavenly feeling that turned their moan into a groan. He was cautious not to hurt her. So, he moved slowly and finished it fast. Khushi looked at him, smiling. Finally, she satisfied him. Arnav saw her and smiled.

"You are ruining me..." he said.

"You, too, ruin me."

"How will I be without you?" he asked restlessly.

"Only for a few days..."

"Will your father agree to our wedding?"

"He will... he won't disappoint me."

"What if he..."

She closed his mouth and said.

"I will take care of him. Ok?"

"he won't agree to this marriage if he gets to know the truth."

"Who is going to tell him the truth?"

"Won't you?"

"I'm not going to risk in this matter..."

He lay on her shoulder, circling her waist.

"Khushi, don't you think what we did is wrong?"

"Yes, we did wrong... so?"

Arnav sighed.

"But according to me... this is not wrong. I wanted to assure you, and I did... I had no choice... would you have trusted me if I had not done this?"

Arnav was silent. He would not have trusted her. Even though he would have trusted her, he would have been restless.

He switched the light off to sleep. Khushi slept, but Arnav. How could he sleep if his angel was with him on his bed? How beautiful she was! He didn't know when he would get another chance to adore her. So he waited and made sure she was asleep. He switched the light on and slid inside the same quilt. He spent the whole night adoring her, but didn't disturb Khushi. At last, he slept only in the early morning.

The next day

In a forest Range,

Aman was looking at the dead body with confusion. He looked at the forest range officer and asked,

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, sir. I have never seen him, but a tribal man said he lived in a forest cave with wolves."

"Whaaat? Wolves?" Aman shrank his eyes.

"Yes, sir, the tribes call him WOLf BABA."

"Is not he looking like an AGHORI?"

"Yes, sir... the tribs said he was in penance for more than twelve years, and he just showed up recently."

Aman became thoughtful. He could not believe the term "penance" —he read it only in tales. He didn't know these terms existed. Aman might not know him, but the man was already familiar to us. Yes, the man was none other than Khushi's grandfather... the same man who cursed Arnav.

"Who saw his body first?"

"This man, " the forest ranger pointed at a man.

Aman looked at him.

"When did you see his body?"

"Two hours ago, sir."

"Do you know him?"

"Yes, sir. He lived in a forest cave with wolves."

"Where is the cave?"

"It's inside the deep forest, sir."

"Take me there."

"Yes, sir"

The forest range officer started the jeep. Aman sat in it with two constables and the tribal man. They headed to the cave with zooming lights. They reached the cave after half an hour's ride. Taking the high-power zooming lights and wearing gloves, they entered the cave. They saw a few wolves in the cave. They tried to attack them. The forest officer shot his gun into the cave wall, and they ran out of the cave. Aman ran his eyes in the cave. He saw a few things being kept in the corner of the cave. They looked the same as the Aghory's clothes. Aman checked them. It was torn clothes... he was supposed to throw them, but stopped frowning when he saw a gun under the clothes. Aman raised his brows, surprised. Why did the man who was involved in penance for more than twenty years need the gun? He took it in his hands. The gun didn't look like a normal one. It was heavy. Aman checked to see if it was loaded or not. He was even more surprised, as the weapon had been loaded with silver bullets.

To be continued...