Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 645: Arielle Want To Try Her Power Again

Arielle was about to fall asleep, but then she remembered something. She got up quickly, making Ronan, who was also about to fall asleep, startled too.

"What’s wrong, Arielle?" asked Ronan who was worried when he saw his wife suddenly get out of bed and busy looking for something.

"What?"

"Wait, wait, earlier in the book it is said that Cecillia has the power to heal someone with her blood, right? How about me? Do I have the same power?"

Ronan stood up because he was also curious. So far he knew that Arielle’s power was flame. The sun written by Cecilia was similar to Amadea’s power. As far as his memory could remember, his wife had rarely been injured to the point of bleeding.

There had been several times when the girl was injured, but the wound didn’t heal right away. Arielle found a small dagger in the back of the nightstand drawer and raised it high. Ronan panicked when he saw the enthusiastic face of his wife after finding the sharp object. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Finally I found the dagger!"

"Wait!" shouted Ronan who immediately snatched the dagger away from Arielle’s hands.

"Ronan? What is it?"

Ronan looked at the dagger they used to open the envelopes with. He was a little worried it could hurt his wife.

"It won’t be big. Just a little bit," Arielle exclaimed.

"Let me do it then," said Ronan, pulling the dagger away from his wife’s hand. He then approached and held Arielle’s hand.

He looked at his wife, and Arielle looked at him determinedly. The girl nodded firmly, as if what she was going to do wasn’t scary at all.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I’m pretty sure. Do it fast," said Arielle, who was getting impatient because it took so long for Ronan to do it.

"Um... I honestly am not sure about doing this. Let’s postpone it and do it another time."

Arielle was about to snatch the dagger from Ronan’s hand, but the man quickly raised it high again. "If you don’t want to, then I’ll do it!"

"All right! I will do it. I’m just worried because your hands are shaking and you will accidentally create a long wound."

Ronan glanced at Arielle who was also waiting for him to cut her hand.

"Ronan, I’m sure my first night and our mating procession yesterday were far more painful than this. Please, just do it."

"I’m just worried, Sweetheart. What if this is in vain and you don’t manage to heal your wound yourself?"

Arielle really couldn’t believe this.

"All right, I’ll do it. But, maybe I should call the doctor first so they can treat you right away if you’re still bleeding."

Arielle didn’t have much time for that. She was tired and sleepy. Yet, she was also very curious. Then, she clicked her tongue, making Ronan widen his eyes. It seemed he was exaggerating a bit. Hearing Arielle’s dislike, Ronan immediately changed his mind.

"Close your eyes. You will be in pain. I’ll hurt you a little bit," said Ronan, making Arielle smile to hold back her laughter.

Arielle closed her eyes as Ronan ordered her to. The man held her hand tightly, and she patiently waited for him to say that everything was over.

"Okay, you can close the wound again."

Arielle opened her eyes and looked for the location of the wound that Ronan had made. She had to bring her index finger closer to examine a very thin cut. Only the outer layer of skin was cut, not even blood oozed out.

How could she test it if it was like this?

Arielle snatched away the dagger that Ronan had placed beside her.

"Arielle, no! It’s a dagger!" She ran quickly to the corner of the room and immediately made a wider wound before Ronan caught her. And when the man grabbed her hand from behind, blood started dripping down the tip of her index finger as she wanted.

The girl chuckled and stuck her tongue out at Ronan who was almost dying of a heart attack after seeing the blood coming out of his wife’s index finger.

"I will call the doctor right away!" Ronan exclaimed, but Arielle stopped him from leaving.

"I’ll try to heal my own wound," replied Arielle, telling Ronan to stay calm.

Arielle stared at the wound on the tip of her index finger and tried to figure out how to heal and close it again. She was having a hard time because it was the flames that were coming out instead, and the wound didn’t heal and was still bleeding.

"It says in the book that it takes time to master it, but they accidentally found out about that power because Princess Cecilia’s blood managed to heal a rabbit’s wound, right?" Ronan said.

Ronan then slashed his palm wider. Arielle flinched at the thought of the pain, but the man didn’t look in pain at all after he slashed his hand. Even now, the blood on his hands was far more than the wound on her hand.

Arielle didn’t want to waste time and immediately dropped her blood over Ronan’s long wound. She waited for a while, but it was in vain. Her husband’s wound still continued to bleed, making her panic.

If previously Ronan was panicking and wanted to immediately call a doctor to treat Arielle’s hand, now it was the other way around. Arielle had tried to draw out more blood, but there was no miracle like she had hoped for.

"Ronan, don’t go anywhere! I will find a doctor right away! Hold your wound so it doesn’t continue to bleed!" shouted Arielle who then ran quickly out of their room to find a doctor.

Ronan smiled slightly and shook his head. He was the one who had panicked before. Now it was Arielle who was panicking, even though the small wound on his palm wasn’t that big of a problem. For Ronan, he better got a thirty inch long wound than to see Arielle hurt one millimeter.

Arielle then arrived with a doctor.

"Your Majesty, how could your hand end up like this?" asked the doctor who immediately unpacked his briefcase and took out disinfectant and bandage to cover the wound.

"Ah, it’s just a small wound," Ronan replied lightly, making Arielle look at him sharply. She didn’t like how the man underestimated such a long wound.