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
Nathan, despite Winter's refusal, went to the King's chamber to have a conversation with him. He had known Raphael since a very young age and had been a close friend to him. Raphael was seated on the sofa chair with his eyes closed. "Why are you here at this hour, Nathan?" he asked, keeping his eyes still closed. "Did you try to use force on Winter?" Nathan straightforwardly asked him. Raphael pried his eyes open and tilted his head up to look at Nathan, who was at the door. "Answer me," Nathan pressed him. "Ezkiel wiped out our clan, not his innocent daughter. You know this well. Our families were innocent, yet they were tortured to death. Don't be like Ezkiel," he confronted Raphael. "Winter has to bear the pain that our families our clan underwent," Raphael stated. "Be a man, Raphael. You literally asked for sexual favors from her. Is this the way you'll take your revenge?" Nathan reprimanded him. "I'm guilty about that," Raphael admitted while keeping his eyes fixated
Raphael's fury boiled over as he clutched Cecilia's throat in a vice-like grip. "How dare you defy my orders?" he thundered. Cecilia struggled to break free, her futile attempts causing her vision to blur and her body to writhe in agony. Finally, Raphael released his hold, and she collapsed onto the marble floor, gasping for precious air. "I-I did as I pleased," Cecilia managed to assert despite her weakened state. Raphael's voice carried a grave warning as he said, "You are forbidden from touching her. Consider this your last warning." Cecilia's eyes blazed with anger, the color shifting in response to the sudden flare of emotion. "Why? Her father slaughtered my family," she retorted fiercely. "You promised me that night that you would eliminate everyone connected to Ezkiel." "I will torture her slowly. She should remember what her father did to us," Raphael stated while furrowing his brows together, unsure whether he would be able to do that or not. Cecilia nodded at him and fo