Raphael smirked to see Winter, he licked his lips and with a lightning speed he approached her. Winter's breath hitched when Raphael held her close, his eyes looked deep blood red. He inhaled her scent, his lips brushing the smooth, delicate skin of her neck. Winter's breath hitched under his firm grip and whispered, "Raphael." Even her voice was something that heightened his primal urges. He was ready to mate with Winter, forgetting everything he felt for her. "Your scent drives me crazy every time you come close to me. You have no idea how I control myself and today I'm going to claim every inch of your body," Raphael said as he suckled on her neck. His hand moved down to her hip and then the thigh when Winter asked him to stop. "Don't do this. What's wrong with you? You hate me," Winter stated. She was still unable to understand what Raphael was undergoing. His lips on her neck felt weird to him. It seemed he was hungry for her. But why? Winter attempted to push him away, but
Two days later, Hector and Nathan came to the summer palace to check on Raphael. It was supposed to be the day on which his rut would be over. However, as soon as they stepped into the chamber, they were shocked to see the sight. The entire chamber's condition was upside down. They witnessed such a sight for the first time. Raphael had undergone a rut many times, but such kind of destruction he never did. "Wait! Whose clothes are these?" Nathan looked at the torn pieces of dress on the floor left to the fireplace. Hector immediately recognized them since that was the dress that Winter had worn the day he dropped her in the summer palace. Nathan then realized he hadn't seen Winter for two days in the main palace. He was so busy in the kingdom's work in Raphael's absence that he didn't bother to find her whereabouts. "Is it of Winter?" Nathan asked and glanced at Hector. "I think so. Where is Raphael? We need to find him first," Hector asserted and he rushed out of the chamber. Nat
Winter was missing and no one knew where she went and Raphael couldn't remember anything about what might have transpired in the last two days. But Raphael had a feeling that they had not mated yet, so what happened?"Are you sure she was here?" Raphael asked as he tried to sense Winter's scent but due to over-exhaustion after his rut, he was too weak to use his powers."Come on, Raphael, I just got her piece of clothing and Hector confirmed it himself" Nathan proclaimed as he waved the piece of cloth he had in his hand. Raphael closed his eyes and inhaled and exhaled deeply. He felt his mind was about to explode due to anger but he decided to deal with Hector later. His first priority was to find Winter. Hector could sense Raphael's anger but he knew it was not the time and said, "Nathan and I have looked almost everywhere. Now, can you please try to remember where she could have gone? Because there is no way she would escape this place."Raphael glared at Hector and thought that
The Uriel Kingdom was one of the known Werewolf kingdoms among the twelve werewolf kingdoms. Today, a grand feast was organized to celebrate the 18th birthday of the princess of Uriel Kingdom, Winter Uriel. Winter looked at herself in the mirror. The light royal purple gown made with silk fabric with puffed lacy sleeves around the wrists, perfectly fit her body. The pearl necklace around her neck had the most precious pearls in it. The diamond tiara on her head further embellished her princess look. However, Winter's face was expressionless. Being the daughter of the werewolf king, she had everything except love. Her father, King Ezkiel, abused Winter since childhood. Not only he, but the entire kingdom hated her.The reason for their hatred was the unexpected death of their Luna. Everyone blamed Winter for her mother's death. She was seen with eyes of disgust.However, it was not Winter's fault that her mother died. It was an accident and she happened to be a part of it. Her mother
Winter's eyes opened gradually, and she found shackles around her hands. It confused her, and she looked around herself only to find out she was locked in a prison.Winter felt the pain in her head because of the wound she got on the last day. The screams of people rang in her head like a bell. When she lifted her hands, the sound of shackles fell into the prison guards outside the prison."She has woken up."Winter heard the masculine voice and heard the prison gates open up. She knew something terrible had happened and someone had imprisoned her. Before Winter could understand, she was pulled up by those prison guards."Walk!" One of them commanded her.Winter gulped and silently followed his command. She got out of the prison and was taken to a dungeon where her father was kept.The closer she was to the dungeon, the more she got the scent of her mate. Her feet halted at the dungeon's entrance as her eyes landed on her mate, the man with emrald green eyes.Winter's eyes landed on h
Winter's eyes were swollen, her head aching relentlessly. Since the last night, not a single drop of water had passed her lips, and her torment was only amplified by the curses her father had hurled at her, even in his final moments. It was a harrowing ordeal.Her focus was abruptly captured by a subtle glow infiltrating the dungeon. Straining her eyes, she discerned the silhouette of a man drawing near, holding a lamp whose radiance, once intensified, stung her eyes. She instinctively closed them, attempting to acclimate to the sudden light.With a creaking sound, the lock on the iron gate of the dungeon was opened, and a figure stepped inside. It was Raphael Kingston."Why am I alive?" Winter managed to ask, mustering whatever strength she had left."Because you need to remember the atrocities your father committed against me, my parents, and my clan!" Raphael's voice boomed with anger.Winter felt the weight of blame on her shoulders, a burden she had carried for so long. "Everyone
Winter awoke on the second day to find herself ensconced in a luxurious chamber, cocooned beneath a velvety blanket. The surroundings were eerily familiar, for as a princess, she was accustomed to such opulent chambers. A sense of unreality washed over her as if this were but a dream."You've awakened after two days," a voice she knew all too well chimed in. Winter's senses caught the unmistakable scent of her mate, and he materialized before her eyes. It dawned on her that she was not in the afterlife, and a fleeting memory resurfaced: her last recollection of fainting in the dungeon.Winter jolted when Raphael's warm hand touched her forehead and she yanked his hand away, making him chuckle. "Is this the way your way to answer the person who showed kindness to you?" he playfully quipped. "Why didn't you just let me die?" Winter questioned, her eyes locked onto his with a glare that held a hint of accusation. "Killing me would have brought an end to your revenge, allowing you to f
Winter struggled to break free from Raphael's hold, but his strength was overpowering. She implored him to release her, but he remained silent, his intense green eyes fixed on her. It was evident that his emotions were causing a shift in the color of his eyes, from their normal emerald green to various shades of red, a clear indicator of his anger.Finally, Raphael broke the silence, his voice laced with authority. "You are an omega," he declared, "yet your healing abilities are remarkably weak."Unfazed and no longer gripped by fear, Winter spoke up defiantly, "Let me go, Raphael." She had reached a point where she was no longer willing to cower in the face of his power. After the harrowing experiences she had endured, she felt that even if she provoked Raphael's anger, the worst he could do was end her life.Raphael corrected Winter with a stern command. "Call me Master," he insisted.But Winter refused to comply, her newfound strength emboldening her. "Never," she replied defiantl