Rohan Bin Roshad, the 23rd Alpha of the Moon Shone pack. His 21-year life was at the top of the food chain, with a high status where everyone only knew how to be careful around him. Great and magical powers have flowed within him since he was born into the world, no exception of the enchanting shell that lures women to flock to his side. Silver hair, golden eyes, charming features, and a smile that rarely shows but is deadly when it appears. Be it a beautiful face or a great body, he got it all. When expected to be cold and cruel to the bone, he shows a warm and pleasant attitude toward his mother alone. When expected to be so out of order, he practices the Moon Goddess’ teachings earnestly like a model student, not wanting to accept the Moon Goddess’ anger. Indeed, he is such a man that most women could only dream of because Rohan doesn’t glance at any woman. That’s his cruelty. He didn’t allow the women to approach him as he declared in front of his people that he only wanted t
Faresh put his hand on his chest. “I will not say a word about this to anyone, and will shut Rojja’s mouth tightly.” “I can always count on you.” “But, why does Rojja know about this, Your Highness?” Rohan crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Because I came to him to ask a few things related to courting a mate, like you said earlier.” Faresh blinked, confused. Doesn’t courting a mate only need to be done by pulling the woman onto the bed? It was impossible for Alpha Rohan not to know the most basic method. “I see. But again, why is it Rojja, Your Highness? I don’t think he’s the right person for you to turn to for advice regarding courting a mate in a good way. No way, did you do as he said?” Rohan blinked slowly. “What’s wrong with Rojja?” “He talks too much and acts too little. Moreover, the way he spoke was so cheesy and cringey, it made women curl their fingers like a chicken feet after hearing him seduce them with strange words. He’s greasy for a werewolf.” Faresh twir
That memory served like an alarm. It made her heart race and chest tight, but she didn't feel that bad about it. That is… another form of surprise for her. ‘Why did that man suddenly appear?’ Sashal pinched her cheek as she shook her head left and right in disbelief. She thought she could chase away the shadow of the silver-haired man flirting with her in the Arena by doing that. But it didn't work. The more she tried to erase the memories of that night, the more precise the image of that man in her mind became. A rare silver-haired man knelt in front of her. [Wouldn't it be better to start wearing flat shoes, lady?] “ACK! Whoa! Whoa… no way…” -“What? why? Just why are you suddenly screaming like that? What happened?!”- Sashal grabbed her head like a madwoman and shuddered, "Did I just hear his voice?" -“Who's voice? Hey, who's voice?! What's wrong with you? I heard nothing!”- Besides the image of his, Sashal also heard that man's low voice. With no command, her brain replaye
‘Jermaine is here?’ Sashal turned her head sharply in various directions while maintaining her vigilance towards Rohan. When Rohan mentioned her husband was just around the corner, she didn’t expect to find Jermaine is really just around the corner of her garden. And he wasn’t there alone either. “It seems like your husband had a companion over there,” Rohan said while taking steps toward Sashal. But Sashal still didn’t give him a chance to get closer by stepping back, away from the window. It was all she could do to keep the male intruder at a safe distance. Rohan shrugged his shoulder, then complained like a child. “Oh, come on, lady. Do you feel a threatening force coming from me?” Sashal tightened her jaw as she answered internally, ‘No. Exactly because I feel nothing of the sort, including your presence, that’s why you’re dangerous.’ Even in the world of poisons, colourless and odourless were usually the most lethal. Then what about the man in front of her who easily barged
While serving as a Queen and living in this room for five years, I have never heard a commotion like cats fighting in front of my room. But, thanks to the commotion created by whoever was behind this door, I was completely awakened. I shudder. ‘That was a scary dream in one way.’ -“What dream?”- ‘Nothing important. You don’t need to know, Shan.’ -“Tch. You hardly ever dream, but once you had a long dream like earlier, you wouldn’t tell me about it. You know, I’ve always been curious about how dreams work! You cheapskate, hmph.”- I smacked my dry lips and sighed in surrender. Shan won’t force me to tell her, but she might sulk all day. It would tire me emotionally as Shan’s emotional waves would also be conveyed. But that’s better than telling her about my dream. Talk about pride, will you?What can I tell her? That I’m being h#rny, so I’m dreaming of erotic things until morning comes, where the male lead in that dream isn’t Jermaine, but a suspicious man I’ve only met once in the
"Your Majesty, your lady-in-waiting, Lady Avimelech and Lady Lenbergh have arrived." I looked at the guard as I sighed. “Lady Lenbergh?” The guard bowed his head and answered "Yes" with a look of uneasiness. Bella clicked her tongue every time Luelle's name is mentioned. She came pretty quickly, apparently. That shows how eager she is to meet me. Bella let out a rough breath as she spouted. "Just why does she insist on coming here since this morning?" The guard caught in this tense situation could only tightly shut his mouth as he shifted his gaze elsewhere. He did not know, of course. He only stood by the door and announced the arrival of a visitor. However, it seemed like he felt responsible for telling me the news, and he had an embarrassed expression. Bella turned to me anxiously. "Your Majesty, are you sure you will receive her?" Bella asked me that exact question for the umpteenth time. Frankly, I did not want to meet her at all unless it was necessary. Even though I don'
“Is there anything you can't say when we're with the others? But you know them both, right?” “Uhm,” Luelle fiddled with the hem of her dress. “There are some things that only you can hear. Please?” Ruri rolled her eyes as the corners of her lips lifted slightly into a wry smile. Luelle is always good at winning the hearts of the people around her with her 'please' words that sound soft and weak, awakening the desire to protect her. Even I got bewitched by that look before.But I do not want to comply with her request. Why would I do that when I knew what would happen if we were left alone in this place? Despite my attempts to be kind to her, maybe by giving in to her wishes, but for this part, though, I refuse. I've learned a lot from all my mistakes, which started with 'talking alone' with Luelle. It would only create rage if I were left alone with Luelle. And that's dangerous for me. “Hmm, I feel uncomfortable if Bella is not by my side. And now Ruri is also willing to accompany
With the sight of Luelle kneeling by the broken glass scattered on the floor and the fact that only the cup in front of me was missing, it was easy for him to assume things. "I ask, what did you do to her?" Jermaine's eyes shot a dagger at me. I know exactly what the look in his eyes means. I've seen that many times before. He picked up Luelle, who was still sobbing on the floor. We changed angles, if before I sat and looked down at him, now he stood straight and looked down at me. As had happened many times in past lives, he must have thought poorly of me. Well, this scene deserves a raise of questions, though. This is exactly why I didn't want to be left alone with Luelle. Because I knew this would happen. "Do you have to do this?" Jermaine asked again, still in a low, harshly suppressed tone. "What have I done?" Hearing me talk back unconcern, Jermaine sighed. “You are a queen. Is it proper for a queen to treat her subjects like this?” "Again, what have I done?" "You let y