Chapter 8 Breaking Chains

(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