Vivian’s POVAlice thought for a moment and then nodded, "Sure, let's go to your tent to talk.""Then let's go now." After saying this, Alen limped his way to the entrance of Prince Kral's tent. He raised his hand to beckon the nearby patrolling soldiers, instructing them to guard Prince Kral's tent.After ensuring that Prince Kral wouldn't be disturbed during his rest, Alen turned around and pointed towards his own tent, saying to Alice, "Ma'am, my tent is this way. Please follow me.""Vivian, let's go together," Alice said to me and then walked towards the exit of Prince Kral's tent.I didn't want to go to Alen's tent, but I also couldn't stay alone in Prince Kral's tent. After some inner conflict, I decided to follow Alice.Regardless, I trusted that Alice would protect me.Guided by Alen, both Alice and I entered his tent. Alen's tent was located right next to Prince Kral's, and while it was slightly smaller, it was still spacious and comfortable.Due to Alen's injuries, he couldn
Vivian's POVAfter Prince Kral spoke those words, none of us said a word, and the tent fell into deadly silence. I could tell how determined Prince Kral was to save Delia.Knowing that Delia hadn't drunk the love potion but was still willing to die for him must have greatly shocked him.They were both willing to risk their lives for each other, and I could see that their love was profound.I turned to look at Alice. I saw her bowing her head slightly, lost in thought.On the other hand, Alen was also watching Alice, his brows furrowed tightly.My intuition told me that Alen both hoped Alice would say something and feared that she might say something beyond his control, which explained his conflicted expression."Kral, I and Albert... We have a connection," Alice finally spoke after a long silence."Delia's mother once wrote a letter, a heartfelt confession she wrote with the remaining sanity she had left after drinking the love potion. If Albert were to see this letter, I believe it m
Vivian’s POV"And what then?" I didn't directly answer Alen's question; instead, I asked, "Do you have more fiancées, by any chance?" Upon hearing my words, Alen first looked puzzled and then burst into laughter. I could tell that if he had been injured, he might have laughed until he was shaking all over. Alen's attitude made me somewhat angry. He had a fiancée and yet he was tempting me. When I pointed this out, he didn't seem inclined to offer any explanation, only laughter. Did he find what I said amusing? "Alen, what's so funny about this?" I waited for a whole minute, and Alen didn't stop laughing. I said with a stern face, "Are you making fun of me?" "No, Vivian, I didn't mean to make fun of you," Alen said, struggling to stop laughing, biting his lips hard, "Vivian, didn't you realize that your question was filled with jealousy? You care about me, right?" As Alen said this, I suddenly realized that I had questioned his feelings with a confrontational tone. It did sound
Albert's POVAnxiety, anger, worry. In the past few days, a myriad of negative emotions had been piling up in my chest, making it hard to breathe. But I knew I couldn't falter; I had a mission to save Delia.After bringing the unconscious Delia back to her father's pack house and into the medical room, I kept her secluded. For these past few days, I'd been transfusing her with my own blood, hoping for her to regain consciousness as soon as possible.Initially, Delia had been deathly pale and barely breathing, but with the continuous transfusions, her condition had stabilized, and her color had improved slightly.After ensuring that her body could handle it, with the help of a doctor, I removed the knife that had been stuck in her. As the blade was pulled out, a fresh wave of blood spilled from her chest. I used my magic to staunch the bleeding, working tirelessly until her wound had healed.I had expected her to wake up quickly, but to my dismay, a whole day passed with no sign of h
Albert's POVI don't know if Delia's mother ever took the magic love potion, but based on my understanding of such elixirs, sacrificing oneself just to gain another person's love is a foolish act.Alice providing the love potion to Delia's mother seemed like a betrayal of the friendship between the three of us. After this incident, Alice and I had a big argument.Alice believed she was merely fulfilling a friend's desire. Whether or not Delia's mother chose to drink the love potion was her own decision. But I saw Alice's actions as encouraging or even enabling Delia's mother to take the potion. Neither of us could persuade the other, and our relationship was irreparably damaged.My two best friends, one who left for another pack for true love, and the other with whom I had a falling out, had both gone. I didn't want to continue studying at school, so I returned to the vampire territory.Upon my return, I found myself caught in a power struggle. My brother, who tried to seize power
Kral’s POVAfter Alen and Vivian left, I rested in my tent. Everything seemed fine at first, but after a while, I suddenly felt a sense of unease.Not only me, but Alice, who was by my side, also felt something was wrong. At my request, she began to chant a spell and drew a circle on the ground in our tent. She had a special connection with Vivian, and soon the image of Vivian and Alen appeared inside the circle. Both of them seemed to be unconscious in the pack house's study."Danger!" Alice exclaimed. "They must have been drugged or charmed by Albert. He's definitely up to something. We need to stop him right away."Albert had already taken Delia, but what did he intend to do next? The only thing I could think of was that he might be planning to take Delia back to the vampire territory. If that was the case, I was ready to risk everything to prevent it."What can we do to stop him?" I asked anxiously."I can cast a teleportation spell, but it will drain a lot of my energy. Once w
Delia’s POVIt felt like I had a long dream. In the dream, I was floating in the sky. I saw my mother, I saw Kral, and I saw Alen and Vivian. I even saw Albert. In my dream, he wasn't a villain, just a pitiful man who couldn't have the one he loved. I felt my eyelids heavy. I tried so hard to open my eyes, but it took a lot of effort to lift them just a tiny bit. A blinding light shone through as I opened my eyes. I followed the light, slowly and tentatively lifting my eyelids. I realized I was back in my own bedroom. I touched the familiar bed, thinking of the happy days I had spent here, cuddling with Kral. Those were some of the best days of my life. My body felt a bit stiff. I tried to move my limbs, hoping to sit up by supporting myself with my hands. But before I could do that, the bedroom door swung open. I looked towards the door, where Vivian entered, carrying a tray of food. "Delia!" Vivian hesitated for a moment and, upon realizing I was awake, she hurried into my
Delia’s POVI was determined to stay by Kral's side until he woke up. Without Lycan blood, I couldn't feed him blood directly to awaken him, so I had to rely on time and unwavering determination to achieve a positive outcome. To care for him better, I remained in my wolf form. My wolf was smaller than his, but it allowed me to embrace him. We slept entwined together in the cave, day after day.I stayed with Kral in the cave, while Alen kept a close eye on us. He regularly brought us essential supplies and took some time to chat. From him, I learned that both his and Vivian's love lives were thriving. Alen had marked Vivian, and she willingly chose to stay in the pack to live with Alen.As for Bud, Alen mentioned that he found Catherine at the werewolf kingdom border. He said he wouldn't stand by and let Catherine be forced into things she didn't like anymore. I wasn't sure about their future, but I believed that Bud's determination would lead to his desired outcome.Seasons came