Scarlett's point of view... When he said that he needed me to treat someone, I was sure it had to be Catherine and I was more than willing to go with him. I was so much in a hurry to see Catherine that I even agreed to ride a horse with him. When we finally reached the palace, he led me inside the palace instead of taking me to the dungeon. A flicker of doubt started blooming inside me. It wasn't possible that Catherine was kept inside the palace like a guest, was she? We walked all the way towards the third floor. The flashes of that disgusting night's memory run wild inside my mind. I gulped down nervously. I followed him silently despite being at unease. But when he turned towards the special chambers, I stopped. Those were meant only for the royal guests to stay. They couldn't keep Catherine in those chambers. It was then that I realized that I was tricked by him to follow. "Where are you taking me?" I asked halting my steps. Prince Adrian turned around and his e

Author's point of view... "You dare to play with me, woman...!" Adrian mumbled as he stared at the two figures in front of him in each other's embrace, "Well, let's play together then" he added as his fist clenched. They behaved as if deeply in love and that literally boiled Adrian's blood. Though he hadn't claimed her as his mate yet, Adrian felt a strong pain in his chest. "Is this the pain of getting ditched...or is it just jealousy...?" From the beginning, he had a deception about the mate bonding that true love doesn't exist. The mate bonding never ends well and now he sees Scarlett avoiding him and denying the mate bonding. Despite his differences, he couldn't see the woman he was interested in, in some other man's embrace. How dare she...! He gritted in anger. She ignored all his advances and was now hugging another man...! Overwhelmed by the fury burning in, he hit the tree bark in front of him. With a loud creaking sound, the tree lifted to the ground and fe

Scarlett's point of view... "Because he is mute" his reply shut me up immediately. I was so furious that I wanted to pounce on him and rip his skin off. But...! I can't...! Though he doesn't belong to this kingdom, Adrian had more command than the king himself. It's annoying. I swallowed all the irritation and all my anger down my throat. "If there's nothing more, I think I must leave. Have a nice day Prince Adrian" I greeted him through gritted teeth and turned around to run away the way I got in. And I am sure he is going to chase after me. Though he won't do anything to me, he would be dying to see my defeated face. And I won't let him have the fun. I didn't give him the time to reply because I knew very well that this cunning wolf was definitely going to bring up something else to irritate me. He followed me and with his long legs, it was just a few seconds before he out-paced me. However, just before he was about to stop me at the entrance of the dungeon, a v

Author's point of view... The caravan crested the final rise, revealing a vast expanse of verdant plains stretching to the horizon. The setting sun casts a golden glow over the waving grasses, making them shimmer like an endless sea. The travellers, weary from their journey, began to set up camp, their movements slow and deliberate. Adrian dismounted from his horse, his muscles aching from the long ride. As he stretched, a gentle breeze swept across the plains, carrying with it a scent that made his heart skip a beat. It was the same fragrance as any other, a perfect blend of wildflowers, earth, and something uniquely captivating. His pulse quickened, and he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, letting the scent wash over him. "It's the same...!" He mumbled to himself. "Is that Miss Scarlett? Why would she be here?" He was so confused. It was the same scent as his mate. But the scent he just inhaled was way stronger than ever. It's a royal wolf...! He was sure abo

Author's point of view... With a flick of her eyelids, Scarlett's sleepy blur gave way to the soft light coming through the canopy overhead. Her head pounded, and she could feel the ground underneath her being chilly. Slowly, awareness seeped back into her consciousness, and she realized she was lying on something soft, almost like a cushion. She shifted slightly, only to feel a gentle, steady rise and fall beneath her head. "Don't move..." a manly voice hushed softly. Her heart skipped a beat. She lifted her head and turned it to see a man sitting beside her, his eyes twinkling with amusement. His short, well-groomed beard and unkempt golden hair accentuated his tough yet kind features. His smile was warm, reassuring, and a little bit teasing. She froze on the spot. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life. Adrian...! Is it a dream? She was lying on his lap and looking at him. If that was a dream, it felt so surreal. "Good morning," he said softly.