[Amor’s POV] I had to do my research, anyway. It was better to not get too attached to a power. I exhaled. “Where are the things from the Enver pack?” I asked Morfan, rubbing my temples. “They are piled in your office in the Aura palace in Arginieth along with other works that have been pending for three and a half months,” Morfan said with a daunting smile. I knew what that smile meant. He was going to make me work overtime for several months to get those works done, along with the new ones that would keep adding up every day. I sighed, “you won’t show me any mercy, will you? Even if I am newly married?” I looked at him, blinking innocently. “Don’t even think about Mercy and as for newly married. No one knows better than me what kind of relationship you have with her highness. I wrote the contract, did you forget? So even if the god of death comes to collect your soul, I won’t let you take a day’s leave. Not to forget all the explanations you need to give for your abiding order

[Amor’s POV] The whole night I taught her the higher skills and even after being that tired, Zeve learned them all quickly. There were a few techniques she couldn’t understand, and she just asked to repeat them until she did. Her learning spirit was so cool it lifted my teaching spirit. I bet she would have kept on practising the new skills if I hadn’t picked her up in my arms and taken her to our sleeping chamber. “Amor! Let go of me! I can keep going. I am tired, but not that tired…” she uselessly struggled in my arms. “Yeah. Yeah. I know. I know. Don’t overdo or else your muscles will be sore, then you will have to waste days recovering. Remember, a very important part of sword training is knowing when to stop.” “Ok, fine. You can put me down. Everyone is looking at us…” she whispered. “Why do you care about the world? How many times do I need to tell you that the only person you need to care about in this pack is me?” “Amor!” I kicked the door open of our sleeping chamber

[Zeve’s POV] Rian. I chuckled as I kept repeating his wolf’s name in my mind. I was the only keeper of Amor’s wolf’s name. Amor’s wolf’s name, he told me. Maybe as a friend, but still it felt special. I felt special, worthy, and respected. I wanted to see him as fast as I could and then tell him my wolf’s name. Tell him I respected him too, that I would be loyal to him too. Maybe not for eternity, but for as long as he needs me, I will be loyal to him. I took back my hand that I lifted to knock on the door of his workplace. He didn’t come to the sleeping chamber last night. He must be busy, right? Should I come later? No, I want to tell him my wolf’s name. I was about to knock at the door again, but then I stopped. I paced in front of the door, trying to decide whether I should tell him now or tell him casually later. Should I pretend like it’s not a big deal when it was such a life-changing moment? What should I do? “Come inside and think, your breaths are distractin

[Zeve’s POV] Time flew by as my training upgraded every day. Amor taught me skills and Arki helped me refine them and fit them into my muscle memories. Arki and I had become good friends. Even so, he never talked informally to me and strangely, he hadn’t touched me once. Not even by mistake. He followed Amor’s orders gracefully. He was a true knight in all aspects. He told me how he was working to support his younger sister, who also wanted to become a knight. They lost their parents when he was too young and had to live in slums until he joined the knights. He inspired his sister, and she was adamant about following in his footsteps. Even though female candidates weren’t allowed to join the royal knights, he never told her she couldn’t. He always said that dreams are shown to people who have the ability to bring them to reality. All they need to do is believe in their dreams, work on it and allow their failures and patience to do the rest. The one who wins is not the one who

[Zeve’s POV] I lunged at them, slashing my sword. Both of them jumped above me and landed behind me. They had no weapons and were fighting with bare talons. Last time they had swords, but this time their hands were deadlier than the swords. They could tear off Arki’s hands so easily. I had to be careful with those talons. The enemy was becoming stronger while I was waiting for a miracle to happen that would make me happy. Not even realising that happiness was not something made for me. That would be something I wouldn’t search for anymore in my life. Happiness was only an illusion, not the reality. ‘Stop listening to the song. It’s manipulating you.’ “I wish I could shut my ears and stop listening while… defending myself from these jerks!” I murmured, dodging the two as they attacked together. ‘Use me!’ No. Not you. Not now. The knights are returning. I sense their scent. I need my wolf’s strength, not yours. ‘Use the Enver sword skills.’ I widened my eyes when the voice w