I stared at the guard, my eyes widening in confusion. What was happening? What was his motive? He glanced at me timidly, quickly diverting his gaze. Suspicion crept into my mind. Could this be some kind of elaborate joke? "Are you serious?" I blurted out involuntarily. I couldn't contain my incredulity. Just a few hours ago, he had been relentlessly cruel and disrespectful. So, why this sudden change? He sighed, his eyes avoiding mine as he continued to offer me a piece of bread. I noticed a faint blush on his cheeks. It was as if he was harboring some remorse or guilt. "I'm not kidding. Just take it," he replied with a mix of resignation and apology in his voice. I hesitated for a moment, eyeing the bread suspiciously. This guard must think I'm gullible if he expects me to accept it without questioning his intentions. Deep down, I knew there had to be more to this gesture. And then, he spoke softly, his voice laced with remorse, "I'm sorry for my earlier behavior. I was only foll
Killian's POV As I strode towards my office, the words escaped my lips in a venomous whisper, promising retribution. The encounter with that rebellious individual lingered in my mind, fueling an unrelenting anger within me. How dare she challenge my authority? How dare she raise her voice against me, the King? The audacity of questioning my actions, right to my face, left a bitter taste in my mouth. And that despicable guard, defying my orders alongside her! If even a whisper of this incident were to spread, I would ensure the guard's silence permanently. The hallway leading to my office seemed to shrink, as people avoided me or cast fearful glances my way. Their apprehension was warranted, for I could sense the potent aura of dominance radiating from me. Even my wolf, the embodiment of my primal instincts, shared in my fury at such blatant disrespect. I'm doing my best to restrain myself from reacting impulsively, especially considering that it was a rogue who provoked me. It would
Yifa's POV"Where would you like me to take you?" I inquired, noticing that the guard was noticeably younger than myself.Supporting him as he walked was necessary since the effects of the alpha command hadn't subsided yet. It takes a considerable amount of time, especially when subjected to it for an extended period.Considering that my mate is an Alpha King, his commands held greater severity and duration compared to those of regular alphas. I have no explanation as to why I possess this knowledge, but perhaps this is what happens when you are destined to be together—intimate understanding without the need for explicit communication.I let out a weary sigh. There is so much more to understand about true mates. If only my parents had not passed away prematurely, they could have enlightened me about everything essential regarding true mates. Unfortunately, their demise occurred before they could impart all the knowledge I needed.However, what is there to understand about my mate? He
Killian's POVI let out an exasperated sigh as I heard one of the guards report, "Your Highness, the rogue is requesting entrance to your bedroom." That troublesome rogue. She can't even give me a moment of peace. It's only been a day since she arrived here, yet she's already causing so much trouble.Well, perhaps not trouble for everyone, but definitely trouble for me. If only I could find a way to eliminate her and claim her powers for myself. If that were possible, I would have done it without hesitation.With a growl, I rose from my seat, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over me. My vision spun, and I nearly stumbled to the floor, but thankfully, I managed to steady myself by clutching the arm of the chair."Are you alright, Your Highness? Should I fetch the healer?" the guard asked, concern etched on his face as he hovered nearby, ensuring my stability.I waved my hand dismissively. "No, there's no need. I simply had a bit too much to drink."The guard acknowledged my presence wi
Yifa's POVWith a bright smile on my face, I strolled back to the palace grounds. It's truly challenging to feel down when I've just formed a genuine friendship amidst the difficult circumstances we encountered. It's a powerful reminder that people have the capacity to change if shown kindness. However, this experience has also enlightened me about the dark side of humanity—how people can commit heinous acts driven by a thirst for power.The misuse of power became evident to me as well, as those in positions of authority often exploit their influence to control and manipulate others, coercing them into unwanted actions. Gazing up at the darkening sky, a sigh escaped my lips. I firmly believe that people who possess an inherent kindness should be the ones entrusted with power."Hey, rogue!" A voice called out, attempting to draw my attention. Though I was aware they were referring to me, I no longer identified myself as a rogue and chose not to turn back.This marks the beginning of my
Yifa's POVExhaustion consumed me, leaving me yearning for a peaceful night's sleep, uninterrupted by the unexpected events of my first day here. Alas, fate had other plans in store for me. As I approached the King's bedroom, eager to find solace, I discovered that Killian was conspicuously absent. Sighing with impatience, I decided to trace his scent, which led me straight to his office.Just as I was about to knock on the door, my intentions were thwarted by an intrusive guard. Hoping for a change of pace, I silently pleaded for this guard to possess some modicum of kindness. The encounters with unpleasant people today had taken its toll on me, and I longed for a moment of respite."What is your purpose here?" the guard inquired, his curiosity piqued."I seek the presence of the King," I replied wearily, my fatigue evident in my voice.Though my tone may have seemed abrupt and impolite, the truth was that my weary body craved rest, leaving me little room for pleasantries."Why do yo
Killian's POV Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. I continued to echo these words within my mind, yearning for the solace of sleep. Yet, my efforts were in vain. Just moments ago, I was consumed by the haze of alcohol, but now, as I lay here, slumber eludes me. A frustrating predicament indeed. Perhaps the intensity of my day has left my body unwilling to surrender to the embrace of sleep. I pondered employing the age-old technique of counting sheep in my mind. One... two... three... two hundred and four. Alas, it proved fruitless. Instead of inducing drowsiness, a strange sensation washed over me, almost as if I were on the verge of laughter rather than surrendering to sleep. The sheep themselves appeared comical to my inner wolf, who viewed them not as a source of relaxation but rather as potential prey. My eyes fluttered open in defeat as my attempted sleep aid failed to deliver. There was an undeniable unease that settled within me, an inexplicable void that plagued my being. This sensation w
Yifa's POVA sinister chuckle reverberated through my dreams, chilling me to the core. But this laughter didn't come from just anyone—it came from the very person who was supposed to cherish and love me, Killian."Do you honestly believe I could ever love you?" he taunted, his chuckles cutting through the air, mocking my vulnerability. The tears streamed down my face, my heart aching with each sob."Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. I didn't even know what I was pleading for anymore. I simply yearned for something, anything, to alleviate the pain and despair I felt in that moment. The darkness swallowed me, and the only person visible was Killian , his eyes fixed upon me with contempt, treating me as though I were nothing more than a speck of dirt on his shoe."I will never love you," he spat, his words dripping with menace. The cruel reality of his rejection pierced through me like a dagger. I shook my head, desperately hoping to defy the truth, and pleaded once more, my