“You should have gone when I told you, too. But you thought I wouldn't know you were working for the Blue Stone Kingdom,” Rayne interjected, hitting the bull in the eye. Aron found himself tongue-tied as he parted his lips. “Where did it go all wrong?” Aron wondered. He swallowed the lump in his throat and stared at Rayne's boots warily. “I demand some explanation, Aron. Prove me wrong if I'm wrong. You sent the Coyotes” “I didn't!” Aron yelled, and the chains jingled with the movement of his body. “I didn't send the keys. I didn't do all that,” Aron whispered. His head kept banging, and it felt as if it was going to explode. His body ached because of the pain inflicted on him, and he couldn't heal. The guards didn't stop feeding him the silver water, and this messed up his body. Werewolves are weak to silver water, and he was only alive because he came from the powerful lineage of werewolves. “So you are indeed working with Blue Stone Kingdom,” Rayne points out. “Wha

Selene’s voice was on edge. ‘Is he a pervert? Is this what Azalea meant?” Selene thought in her mind. She pressed her back against the chair and closed her eyes involuntarily, her heart beating in her chest. “Relax, I'm not going to bite,” Logan assured her. He wiped the juice off the corner of her lips and reclined back in his chair. “You need to eat slowly,” Logan said, with a smirk plastered on his face. Selene coughed out in shock because of what just transpired. “Did his hand just graze my lips?” Selene asked in her mind. She quickly drank the water in the cup before fanning her face with her hands. She wasn't used to this kind of treatment. ‘Maybe he is not bad after all’ “Thanks for helping out,” Selene said, showing his gratitude towards him. Logan hummed and picked up the spoon. He began eating his food. Selene admires the way Logan eats, and it reminds her of the King. Now that she suddenly remembered him, Selene wondered if he would be happy that sh

Isabella brushed Rayne's hair back with her hand, but he stopped. He groans in pain before swiftly pushing Isabella to the bed. “Rayne!” Isabella shrieked as Rayne pushed on the bed. His grip was firm on her wrist, holding her down with his werewolf strength. Isabella tried to free her hand from his hold, but his strength was unremarkable. And she noticed something different—the color of his eyes had changed. It was his burning golden eyes that stunned her to the core. Rayne is not just an Alpha. He is a Lycan and much more powerful than a werewolf. His groan drew her eyes back to his face to see him smirk at her. Everything was different, and Isabella wasn't sure if this was Rayne. “I know you wish to get pregnant. Then I guess you will enjoy this,” Rayne snarled as he leaned his head closer to her neck. His hot breath fans Isabella's neck, smelling her. She was tongue-tied and couldn't utter anything. "This is not Rayne,” Isabella thought in her mind. Before her mind c

Isabella opened the ointment bottle and swiped some with her fingers. She rubbed it on her middle finger and applied it to the part between her legs. She hissed when she felt the pain again. She cursed inwardly and wondered why she was not healing yet. When she was done applying the content to her core, She closed the cup with the cover. Isabella wore her clothes and began to read the letters. The letters contain information about a soiree that's about to take place in some respectable noble's house in Eldoria. She glanced through the letters, but not until she got to the last one. She already knew who sent it. She removed the letter from the cover and read the content. Which reads, “WHAT IS DELAYING YOU? Isabella read the content of the letter and burned it in the charcoal pot beside her. She watched the letter burn to ashes before mind-linking with someone. The door opened, and a huge man came in through the entrance. “You sent for me,” the huge man said in his grumpy vo

The sun was already shining brightly the next morning. Logan already cooked it, and Selene ate it happily like any other day. He didn't tease Selene yet as she came down to meet the seamstress who would be taking her measurements for the training. The seamstress took Selene's measurements, and Logan paid for everything. Seeing the seamstress off, he promised to deliver in the next four days. “Your training will start in the next five days, and your costume will be ready by then.” Selene's arm slumped upon hearing this. She wanted to act fast and start training. She was afraid she might not be able to control her wolf to do her bidding. “I don't know how to repay you, but thanks so much, sir." Selene confesses, ”Can't I start now? I'm actually in a hurry.” “If you are ready, let me know,” Logan said after more thinking. “Thank you” She was even afraid to be formal with him. “You can come with me. We can as well start training today, Selene,” Logan announced. Selene's heart l