“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
Adhler’s POV After reading the letter about my father’s disease, I could not help but feel agitated. I was with him the other day, and I had not noticed anything unusual at all. I major in medicine after finishing my other program. There is no way I would not have noticed that he was sick if my mind was not preoccupied. Damn it. All I had ever lived for was the royal family since when did I cut myself some slack for me to get this sloppy? I drank another glass of wine and then glanced at Daimon — he had been standing by the door since he followed me here. It must have taken him some time to clean up my mess. It was something I was not able to stop. I needed to break things, or I could have broken his neck instead. I knew he had no choice. He was my father’s subject before he was assigned to serve me. I understand that, but I can’t believe he really did not say even a single hint that my father is dying. My father… is dying. I don’t know why it felt bitter in my mouth. Death is som
“What is my brother doing here?” Charlene asked. Weiss gulped, feeling cold on his feet as he watched the man walk in his direction. The next thing he knew was the taste of rust in his mouth as a rising pain came with it.“Brother!” Charlene exclaimed. She was surprised to see his brother but even more flabbergasted that he was here— punching Weiss to a pulp. Charlene pulled her brother from Weiss, pinning him to the wall to force him to calm down.“Let go, Charlene,” his voice is low. Adolphus’s deep purple eyes are set on Weiss as if he has already motioned on killing him a thousand times in his head. Adolphus could not erase the fact that Weiss had taken Charlene physically. Adolphus could not forgive him.He turned to Charlene with a dark face, “Let. Go. Of. Me. Now.” He is starting to shift to his wolf, and Charlene knows how dangerous her brother can be in his other form. Adolphus was trained from early childhood to control his anger because it primarily causes him to shift and
“You never see that, don’t you?” Adolphus could not oppose what the Lycan Prince claimed. For the first time in his life, he had seen a side of Charlene so insecure that she ran away without even letting him say a word to explain his side.Charlene has always been an understanding sister. She’s the type who would not let a thing go misunderstood. That is why everyone in the family is holding up together. She holds them together.‘So how could she think about herself so little— right. I said inappropriate words to her. Damn it. I am so stupid. What kind of brother am I? How the hell could I call her a slut when all she’s thinking of is saving my twin? But this is unacceptable. This is a ridiculous project. She’d just get herself disappointed, and I knew how much she liked this program. The family would not want her to sacrifice her passion for chasing something impossible,’ “You should go and take a walk, Adolphus. Nothing good will come if you follow her right now,” Adhler was about