(Migumi’s POV)I woke up to the gentle scent of fresh flowers and the soft hum of the birds filtering through the window. Blinking against the morning light, I scanned my eyes around the unfamiliar room.With furrowed brows, I sat up, trying to recall how I ended up in this luxurious bed. I had never been here before; that much was certain.The last thing I remember is dreaming about being taken away by the royal werewolf prince. I can still smell his scent, his gentle deep voice, his ocean blue eyes that is comforting and—“You're awake.”I winced when a man suddenly popped out of nowhere. In his hand is a tray laden with a delicate breakfast. He set down the tray on the bedside table with a gentle smile.It’s…I—It’s the werewolf prince!“Good morning, Migumi. I thought you might be hungry. Do you like warm pastries and tea for breakfast?” he asked with a handsome smile on his face.Am I still dreaming? Why is the werewolf prince still here? Did I die? Am I dead?!Prince Aiden arche
(Migumi’s POV)The car came to a halt in front of a charming lodging, a rustic yet luxuriously decorated inn that exuded an air of warmth and comfort to my anxious heart. Aiden immediately got out of the car to carry my unconscious friend inside.I followed them silently, ignoring the piercing pain in my stomach. It seemed like my bandages had unraveled because of the tension back there earlier.As I trail behind them, I couldn't help but notice the marvelous attention to detail in the interior. From the soft cushions on the cabriole chairs to the soft glow of the warm lights that bathed the entire room with golden hue. It felt like a sanctuary in the middle of a chaotic world.My heart flattered in awe as I slowly realized that both of us had been saved.Tara and I made it.Prince Aiden guided me to the cozy corridors and the elegant room. I smiled faintly as I scanned my eyes to the different artworks plastered on the walls.You can tell just by looking at the place alone that it is
(Aiden’s POV).I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, the echo of Migumi’s hurried footsteps fading into my ears. I stared at the spot where she had disappeared from with a hint of confusion and disappointment.Deep inside, I knew that her sudden retreat wasn't a rejection but a reflection of her own fear and uncertainties. I understand that it's hard to trust again after what she's been through.‘Why the hell are you just standing there?!’My wolf, Speed, blurted inside my head. I emotionlessly diverted my eyes away from the main staircase.“We shouldn't force her…” I briefly replied, earning a silent groan from my wolf. I could almost feel him struggling to take control of my body but he could never do that unless I granted him the permission to do so.It’s understandable that my wolf wants to immediately complete the bonding process with Migumi. After all, we have waited for so long. But we can't just force ourselves to her.She’s my mate and I respect her.Guilt hacked i
(Migumi’s POV)In the soft glow of the young daylight, I sat perched on the edge of my bed, staring at the clock on the wall. I closed my eyes as soon as the hand pointed at eight, indicating the time I have wasted sorting my thoughts.I have been awake since four o'clock. I didn't want to disturb anyone, so I just stayed still in my spot, not wanting to call Nora. Besides, I needed time alone.All I could think about the moment I opened my eyes was what's going to happen to me next?The royal werewolf prince is kind enough to accommodate me in his place, but I know that I can't stay here for long. It’s only a matter of time before people start calling him out.I don't want to trouble the prince. He’s too kind to receive such backlash from his subjects.I have to—My thoughts were quickly interrupted when the door suddenly opened and a tall figure came inside carrying a tray laden once again.The warm, buttery, and sweet scent of the freshly cooked pancakes wafted through the air, dis
(Migumi’s POV)Seeing the tear-streak faces of the young civilian werewolves made my heart clenched in pain. Their soft cries were like knives stabbing my chest. I tried to maintain the reassuring smile on my face, but my tears betrayed me.I wanted to be a pillar of strength for them.These children are already scared as it is.I have always known that Alpha Cyrus is evil, but I never imagined that he would stoop so low as to allow his soldiers hunt innocent and defenseless children.In the past, he used to use prisoners as prey to train his soldiers. He would make them chase after them like savages. If they managed to escape, then they are spared, but if caught, then Alpha Cyrus would be laughing at their severed heads.That cruel Alpha must have lost for resorting to using children for his wicked training methods. It’s a clear sign of his untreatable fucked up mind.“Please, help us, Luna Dianne. I can't run anymore,” one child begged, pulling my dress.My hand gently wiped the tea
(Migumi’s POV)Amidst the cloudy weather, we embarked on a journey across the town, our hearts heavy with hope for safety. I had to throw away some of my baggage, so that the four young werewolves could squeeze themselves at the back, while I sat here at the front seat with the Prince.He hasn't spoken a word since we left, but I know that inside his head is a million thoughts running at the same time.My guess is that we have been traveling for about three hours now. It’s almost lunch time, and I know that the pups are already starving at the backseat.If only I had brought some snacks to feed them.“Only two minutes from here is a charming bakeshop. We can stop by to have some of their fresh bread and hot drinks,” Prince Aiden suddenly said as if he could read my mind. I was just thinking about telling him that. “Are you a fan of bread?” he asked.“Yesss!!!”The children chimed in unison, making me chuckle.I guess that's where he bought the croissant he got me last week. It tasted
(Migumi’s POV)I stood there, my heart racing with anticipation, my eyes closed, waiting for the moment that Prince Aiden would finally close the gap on our faces. I could feel his hot breaths hitting against my face, his warm presence close to me.My toes curled as I felt the cool breeze blowing my hair. I knew right then that I needed his kiss to give me warmth.But instead of the subtle kiss I had been dreaming of, I felt a gentle touch in my lips. It didn't feel like a kiss. It felt like a thumb brushing against mine.Confused, I opened my eyes, only to find Prince Aiden staring back at me with a teasing smile plastered on his face.“Are you pouting?” he asked, his voice a hint of playfulness.My face instantly turned red in embarrassment. I looked away immediately, avoiding his gaze. I could still feel him smirking even when I’m already looking at the other side.What was that, Migumi?!Were you actually thinking that the Prince would kiss you?!Is it because of the potatoes that
(Migumi’s POV)Hearing his rich and magnetic voice surged a thousand bolts through my body, causing a slight shiver. I bet he felt that, too, because his hand was touching my back.“P—Prince!” I gasped, eyes flashed with surprise.Was it him all this time? Why didn't he speak? I thought he was Nora. He even applied ointment on me even when I called him her name.I secretly pulled the towel that was resting on the table, using it to cover my chest. Thankfully, I was just looking at the wall the entire time. I was thinking about turning around earlier, I’m glad I didn't. He could have seen everything.“H—How long have you been there?” I awkwardly asked when I received no response from him. His hand was just touching my back, not moving.I started to overthink about all the scars I have on my back. Both old and new are a testament of my dark past. It must have been the reason why scars are ugly.“Sorry…” he finally replied. “I wanted to talk to you about what happened earlier. I thought