Adhler’s POV I stared at my father for a while before I felt my heart thumping. Unbelievable. Samarah? So… does the incident she had when she was just five have anything to do with my mother’s accident? I heard that it was an encounter with the vampires at that time. Lycans had no business with the vampires. We had maintained peace with them for centuries time. There is no way they’d suddenly attack one of our kind. The queen, at that. “Do not be alarmed. I investigated the matter. It was a coincidence that they passed through the dark forest that day. I heard the coachman they had on them was a spy from the enemy. They were a victim too, son,” “Why are you defending them,” “I just don’t want you to have wild thoughts about the woman you found interesting,” I was stunned. My lips parted as I shifted my weight to face my father. He had never been this invested in my personal life. He’s an absolute ruler. A definition of how a royal should be. He rules his people and treats his su
“Help me cure my sister’s disease, Adhler. I beg you… help me,” Charlene fell on her knees. Kieffer was about to help her up when Adhler came to her.He glanced at Kieffer, and the latter immediately understood what his gaze meant. “Excuse me,” Kieffer left the room in haste, glancing over the two before finally closing the door.“What happened, Samarah? How did you come here? I’m sure the borders are closed for outsiders now. How come you are here in my room with Kieffer?” Adhler asked. Charlene stared at him.She calmed herself and let Adhler help her sit on the couch. “I don’t know how Kieffer did it,”“He must have used my knights,” Adhler said. “Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. And… tell me what happened,” Charlene did not talk for a while. She just sat there. Adhler was patient. He sat beside her until she was ready to tell him whatever had happened when he was gone. “You left,”“I needed to do something here. It’s a confidential matter so I’m afraid I can’t tell you t
“Samarah, please don’t give me a reason to be the bad guy,” Adhler caressed her cheeks, tracing her jaw, then held her chin gently. “Because you’re worth every atrocious thing I could commit just to make you mine,” Adhler put Charlene to sleep. She was tired from the journey and from all that had happened that week. Charlene had fallen asleep the moment her back relaxed on Adhler’s bed.The Lycan Prince stared at the woman as he brushed her hair in between his fingers. Gently, he goes up and down, making sure she’s sleeping tight. “I never expected you’d do that, Samarah,” he said, remembering the moment the woman kissed him first. Adhler knew Charlene from the years they spent in the academy.They were not lovers, but they were good friends. They spend the nights in the library, they walk in the garden when they feel stuffed inside the buildings… they watch the moon at night, feeling the breeze against their skin.They eat out at the festivals, they sneak out during night hours to
“Charlene Samarah Adams!” A raging man pulled Charlene up from behind, dragging her roughly away from Kieffer. “You have been avoiding me for days, and I’ll see you flirting with another man? Are you making a fool out of me? What do you think you are doing when we’re still engaged!?”“Woah, woah, calm down, Heran,” Kieffer tried to butt in. Weiss was immediately annoyed. His vision darkened, and the next thing that Charlene knew was a bleeding Kieffer on the floor. “Kieffer!” Charlene pulled her arm from Weiss’s grip and went to Kieffer, who was spitting blood from his bleeding lips. “You’re bleeding,”“I can see that princess,” Kieffer chuckled, and then his eyes focused on Weiss, who was glaring at him. “And your fiance seemed pissed, princess,” Charlene turned and saw how knitted Weiss’s brows were, looking at Kieffer and her.“What kind of idiocy is this, Weiss?” Charlene helped Kieffer up, still looking at Weiss, who was looking at her with confusion and irritation. “You have t
The raging storm did not stop the young lord from running through the forest. His people were riding horses behind him, and he insisted on going on foot as he deemed it would be faster than the horses.“Adolphus! Adolphus! Addy, slow down!” Lian, a friend, and a colleague, followed him in the running. He could not bear seeing the young lord on his own when there could be monsters lurking by the vast forest. Lian could understand Alphonse’s haste, but he could also see a tired and desperate friend who could kill himself if not controlled in this storm.“We are just two towns away. You should slow down a little!” Lian shouted, making sure his voice was heard through this storm. Adolphus looked at him with raging eyes. His expression is dark, but you can sense the sadness in his eyes.Worry, depression, anger, and sadness. Lian punched him. “What the hell!?” Adolphus punched him back. Lian spit blood and stood up before punching the young lord again.“What the hell are you doing?” Adolp
“Have you sent the letter to Charlene?” Alphonse asked Camon. The latter bowed and nodded at him. He was instructed to send it to the woman a week ago, and there was no reply even now. If this was the old Charlene, she would have rushed to her sister’s side the moment she heard of the news.So what could have been different now? What is so important that she does not stand here beside her sister? “Send another letter,” Alphonse said. Camon did not argue further and instead left to send another letter to the young lady. “No, no. Don’t send another letter. Call Adolphus here,”Camon stared at his lord for a while, “Did you not hear me? Call my eldest son now!” he shouted. No one could really be any more surprised that he’s agitated. It had been over a week since his eldest daughter had gotten worse.No father could have been able to withstand the fact that his daughter could die at any moment, and their family was not even ready to send her away. “I hear you, my lord. I will be sendi
Adhler stared at the woman sleeping on his lap. He did not know how it happened. He was resting his head on her shoulders, and the next thing he knew was that Charlene was sleeping on his lap.He let out a chortle before fixing her position. Adhler thought it must have hurt on the neck. Charlene looks uncomfortable, but surprisingly enough— she sleeps so well! Adhler was brushing her hair between his fingers when someone entered the room. He glanced at the door and saw a woman in her thirties looking at them with serious eyes. She does not look displeased but not particularly delighted either. She cleared her throat before sitting on the couch, “She looks tired,” the professor commented, looking at Charlene now. Adhler stared at her before averting his gaze to Charlene. “She is,” he replied. “What took you so long to approve our research?” Adhler asked directly. His patience is not long enough to tolerate such a late approval when the matter is fighting with time. Adhler knows that
Charlene had been staring blankly at the notes that Adhler gave her earlier. It was not a task she would have her thoughts flying had this been a different patient she was looking at. This is no ordinary patient for Charlene. This one is a subject she would never take lightly.She flipped through the pages and did not even notice the sun ray until it was on her lap. Charlene glanced at the window, ‘It’s finally the day I had been waiting for,’ she thought. With no sleep, no food in her stomach, and no unnecessary thoughts in her head, Charlene left the room. She’s going to go to the east wing. Charlene had visited the laboratory before she retired to the room so she would not waste any time today getting lost in the academy.When she reached the place, Charlene furrowed her brows when she saw Weiss standing by the door. “Weiss?” Charlene’s voice is a little hoarse, but Weiss is able to recognize it right away. He looked at her and put his hands inside his pockets.It looked like he h