14

Alpha King Ozar.

“You should have seen her.” I whisper.

“So, princess Yeri knows you are mates?” Asher asks as a servant fills his goblet with wine.

“Yes.” I answer for the third time.

“I find her to be cunning.” Kaine, my elder brother says and I look in his direction.

Forty minutes ago, I left the harem house after nurturing to the mark that I put on her neck. And let me say, Yeri was perfect in my arms, her eyes were shut, she was vulnerable to me. It is hard to believe that she is the same woman who tried to kill me, the one who looked at me like the barbarian I am and swore she would never surrender to me. In her eyes, she is light and I am dark. She is a pure omega and I am of a dragon wolf bloodline.

The girl rests in the midst of flowers and pillows, sheltered by mighty walls and castles. On the other hand, I build those mighty walls and I fight outside of it—the battlefield is where I find mine.

As I laid my tongue on the mark, a soft moan escaped her mouth and at that point