Chloe's POVIt was already midnight, the chilly air blowing in my face as I walked. Under the calm night sky, the moon cast a gentle glow, illuminating the surroundings. I gazed at Blake who was walking beside me. His tall and commanding presence exuded the aura of a powerful Lycan King.Moonlight caressed his skin, granting it a delicate translucence, making him appear more beautiful. But there was a subtle shift in his eyes. Unlike before when his eyes looked at me as clear as crystals, his eyes seemed to have a thin barrier that veiled his soul, preventing me from peering into the depths of his thoughts.With great care, Blake walked me to my room, a routine he had diligently followed since my return. From waking me up and guiding me to the kitchen for meals in the morning and during lunch, to accompanying me on walks in the afternoon, he exhibited respect and tenderness. But he never pushed me or put pressure on me. He did not even ask me questions aside from when he asked me how
Blake's POVHearing my mate suddenly initiating to spend time with me ignited the light in my gloomy feelings. The days I spent trying to keep myself from having to breach the space I promised toward Chloe became all worth it the moment I heard her request. I felt like my heart stopped yet my body was trembling in joy and excitement at the same time. But I knew that if I allowed this wave of emotions to overwhelm me and show it outwardly, my love might be startled and she would shy away once more. And so, with great difficulty, I calmed myself down. It took me quite some time but I am glad that the moment between us became tender and warm. Or so I thought. Just as we were about to cap the night with warmth and ease, a revolting scent of stranger and blood assaulted the precious moment I was having with my mate. "What's happening?" Seeing the frown on my face, Chloe looked at me worried as she asked. "Blake... Is everything alright?"Suppressing my urge to let out my killing inte
Blake’s POVMy face hardened as I listened to Lyra's words. In her tone I knew that she was not exaggerating the situation on her end but then having to go to her for reinforcement would mean that I would have to leave Chloe behind"How much longer can you hold on?" I asked, trying to gauge the situation and weigh my options. There was a long pause on Lyra's side. I knew that my question was not an easy one, that is why I patiently waited. The scent of blood started to thicken around me as more and more enemies breached the pack house. "At most… I can hold on for an hour…" After some time, I heard Lyra's voice as she replied with difficulty. My mood plummeted upon hearing the news. I knew Lyra's ability and her undeniable might on the battlefield. An alteration like this would seldom pose a great threat to her to the point that she would never have to ask for reinforcement even when she is in a battle for half a day. Now, I am hearing from one of my most trusted and strongest
Chloe's POV It could have been a great night if not for the disturbing sound of agonizing screams and the thick scent of blood. I have debated against myself countless times whether I should go out and check the situation or not. But Blake's sound warning rang on my head and reminded me that I am in no position to be reckless. There is a little life in me that I have to protect now… I must trust Blake this time. Even so, the scream and the sound of the intensifying battle made me shudder in fear and anxiety. Especially the moment I heard the sound of battle coming closer and closer to my doorstep.'Should I hide somewhere safe?' Driven by fear, I asked myself once more. Pacing back and forth around the room, I furrowed my brows as I decided what to do. In the end, I caught Blake's scent that immediately calmed me down and made me still. 'That's right… Blake is outside…' Besides, I am no longer a weak wolfless woman now. I can at least defend myself if needed. Finally having
Chloe's POV“Hmm,...Blake, how’s the situation?” I asked while looking around, “Is there anything I can do to help out?” Blake shook his head and briefly told me the overall situation and found out that there is not much to do other than monitor the condition of the injured. “I see…” Although I already knew the answer, my heart could not help but still be a little disappointed. I was not able to do anything to help Blake smooth out the situation, in the end. Blake looked at me and gently rubbed the back of my hand while saying, “If you want to, you can go around and try assisting the healers to monitor the injured… But don’t tire yourself and the baby out.” Hearing his suggestion, a smile grew on my lips and I immediately nodded. I turned around and moved as I was about to head to the healer’s side when I felt Blake’s hand not letting go. “Is there something wrong?” I asked. Blake seemed to be embarrassed, but in the end, he opened his mouth and said, “Chloe… about our plans f
Chloe's POVThe morning sky emerged in a breathtaking shade of blue, exuding an aura of serenity and calmness. Birds were chirping around the garden, making its peaceful demeanor stand in stark contrast to the scenes of strife and chaos that enveloped the darkness of the preceding night. A few feet away from us, Arthur emerged, catching Carrie off guard and causing her to choke on her food. Blake and I exchanged amused glances as we witnessed the unexpected scene. Arthur's face displayed a mix of concern and helplessness as he addressed Carrie, his worry evident in his voice."Carrie… Are you okay?" Arthur asked with a worried look. However, before he could approach her, Carrie swiftly moved and sought refuge behind me. "Okay… I'm okay…" Carrie answered with a bright blush. With a reddened face, she assured everyone that she was fine, albeit with a hint of embarrassment. The once lively Carrie had transformed into a timid individual, while Arthur appeared at a loss for what to do
Chloe's POVAs the night settled in, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Blake. With intention, I informed him of my weariness, carefully masking my true intentions by pretending to doze off. Once I was certain Blake had departed, I stealthily slipped out into the darkness to meet Lyra. Stepping into Lyra's bedroom, located at the far end of the pack house, I discovered her already waiting for me. The room itself exuded an air of mystery, shrouded in darkness, with only faint traces of moonlight seeping through the window, casting ethereal beams across the space. Shadows danced along the walls, lending an enigmatic ambiance to the scene. As I stood there, an inexplicable sense of foreboding gripped me, as if an invisible force whispered caution in my ear, urging me to heed its warning.Thoughts swirling in my mind, I caught sight of Lyra, visibly wounded and wearing a pained expression."You're here?" she greeted me, her lips forming a faint smile. Without he
A cold gust of air approached me, sending waves of goosebumps in my body. Caught unprepared, I relied on my instincts to step back and dodge quickly in another direction. Skkkk!Still, the attacker managed to wound the side of my cheeks as he turned to where I was dodged and launched another attack again. I no longer cared about what direction to run off too. All I knew was that I needed to run for my life and escape. The chilling temperature in the air became colder and colder as it swept speedily on my body. Behind me I could sense that there were now several figures turned to pursue me. ‘They were not alone!’ This time my mind remembered the face of my attacker a few moments ago. His eyes were bloodshot, but a trace of excitement ran on his face. It is as if getting me killed would be the price he only needed. ‘Who are these people?’ I wondered as the cold beads of sweat trickled all over my body. I desperately searched for something to hide in the forest. But the dark of