Catherine's POVI squatted in the bushes, and the werewolf's excellent eyesight allowed me to see clearly what was happening by the lake.I watched Lancaster whistle with my own eyes. This high-pitched sound can not only control the Bone Wolves, but also appears to be mentally offensive to a particular person.Delia was barely hanging on, and I watched her cower in the boat.If it hadn't been for me and Lancaster, she'd be in a boat right now heading to the Moon Goddess Palace to complete the trials.Alas, Lancaster would not let her succeed.He has some bad taste. He loves to see his prey trapped and miserable.What a perverted hobby, I sneered.Just as I was about to break Lancaster's sickening whistle, Delia plunged like a white fish into the water.Oh? Did she kill herself because she couldn't stand the pain? My eyebrows twitched and I paused.No, my gut tells me she's not that fragile. Delia threw an arrow at me in my own home and left me with a wound. That's something even Lanca
Delia's POVI was satisfied to see the frightened, wide-open eyes under the mask of the man in black."My whistle!" The man in black hurried to his chest. But it was empty.I gave him a defiant smile."Stupid," I whispered, squinting.From the beginning, I never thought I could simply kill him with a dagger. The scarf was the bait, just to get him into the water. As I had observed, it would have been easier for him to get on the boat and catch me at such a close distance from the shore. But he drove the Bone Wolves forward. This strange action proves only one thing. He was afraid to go into the water, or there was some magic in the water.I figured it out the moment I lay on the lake bed. Since I couldn't kill him and my dagger was no match for the Bone Wolves, the only thing I could do was to bet that I could take his whistle and drive the Bone Wolves to my advantage.Ironically, he thought I was going to kill him with a dagger. It was just a way to relax him. My real goal was to tak
"I'm late, Delia."I think I must be in pretty bad shape right now. I was drenched from head to toe, and the hem of my long skirt clung to my shins, smearing the grass. There was blood on the gloves of my arm from the wound in Lancaster, and my hair was disheveled and I was a mess.But so what? Kral has seen me in many ways. He's seen me in my worst form.I held my breath and watched Karal come to me. His scent lingered on my nose, with a hint of liquor, but also a hint of sweet grass.But I only feel a sense of security surrounded, like the first time he reached out to me, holding me away from the suffocating home.Kral took off his right glove with one hand and touched my face with his warm palm. The delicate touch of his fingertips made it impossible for me to pretend to be strong any longer. My eyelashes could not bear the weight of the tears, and big tears fell on his palm.“You came to me.”The moment I said it, I realized there was a special feeling in my words. I looked at his
"Will you be cursed to enter here?" I asked, gripping his sleeve and frowning."Don't worry, Delia, it's just a myth," he said. His handsome face relaxed as he took my clenched hand."How can I not be worried?" I shouted at him, but I didn't care."Your Highness, please answer my question. It's very important to me."Kral can't believe I'm saying this, but I am. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the fact that I had dealt with the threat posed by Lancaster with my wits. Perhaps it was the conversation between Catherine and Kral that made me jealous. Perhaps it was the hug that emboldened me.In short, I held his hand. The powerful joints of his large hands were pressed by me, my hands conveying my body heat to him, and Kral was visibly stunned. His golden pupils under his black hair stared at me with some surprise, a look of surprise and a faint... happiness."You don't talk to me like that very often."Kral struck a funny tone, mixed with incredulity and a chuckle. My face was reflecte
"I was bleeding on my calf, and my blood was dripping on your baby teeth that were tied to my ankle. That's why your parents recognized me. If it wasn't for Lancaster, I would have already arrived at my destination."I whispered in his ear, straightened my skirt, and showed him my calves. Kral held me in silence and sat quietly, pressing a kiss on my forehead with his mouth."Yes, I'll thank them for that."As we spoke, the boat slowly reached the shore.The pale mist opened and we saw a mass of silvery-white flowers. They lay on the shore. There was also an indescribable scent of flowers in the air, like the spice of a mother's body, mixed with ease and comfort.Kral took my hand and we left the boat. As soon as I set foot on the land of flowers, the two golden lilies in my arms floated in the air, guiding us as we walked."Follow me," Kral said quickly, gripping my hand and staring intently at the floating golden lilies. I followed carefully, looking at those sparkling white transpa
"What did you say?" Kral's entire body seemed to bristle with hostility as he asked sharply, radiating a strong sense of enmity."Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't mean to bring up that method. It's just that I... just thought of it," The spirit on the wall muttered."But you just mentioned that she needs to take a drop of blood from the heart?" Kral didn't look at me, but his tone strangely softened when he mentioned heart blood.A werewolf's heart was an extremely fragile and deadly place, and the blood there was particularly special, and it was excruciatingly painful to take it."I am not entirely sure of the effectiveness of this method, but if she cannot shift into a wolf, perhaps the Moon Goddess can only find and confirm her through the blood of her heart," the spirit said, showing us an evasive answer. She dared not meet Kral's dark gaze, and her voice gradually softened. "So, do you want to give it a try?""Let’s do it."I suppressed my fear and forced a smile at Kral
"Why hasn't she woken up yet?""Don't worry, it’s normal. No need to panic.""It is almost dawning, and the gates of the Land of Glory are about to open, but my queen is still unconscious, and you're telling me not to worry?""Please remain calm, Your Highness. I assure you, Delia will awaken within an hour.""You already said that an hour ago!"... ...The conversation between Kral and the spirit snapped me out of my unconscious state.I gradually opened my eyes, and I found myself enveloped in a pair of strong arms. The distinct lines of Kral's jawline made me speak in a bewildered voice, "Kral?"The room fell silent for an instant.Kral lowered his head, and his golden eyes locked with mine. At that moment, I caught a glimpse of a black wolf nestled within his gaze.I could see a commanding and strong black wolf from Kral’s eyes. At the same time, I smelled something very special, something I had never smelled before. It's a mixture of cherry and sea salt. It's very thick. I felt a
Vivian's POVIt had been a long and arduous night for me.After saying goodbye to Delia and Catherine, we all removed our masks. I tried to mimic Kral's emotionless demeanor as I scanned the faces of the others before following the group back to a place known as the Temple.It seemed to hold great significance among the royals and nobles, evident from the presence of numerous wolf warriors adorned in purple-patterned armor.Keeping my silence, I avoided making eye contact with the wolf warriors. However, my attention was drawn to a familiar magical aura that lingered in the air.How intriguing! I pondered absentmindedly. I should seize the opportunity to ask Alen for a set and examine it more closely.After undergoing rigorous scrutiny, our group finally arrived at the inner chambers of the Temple.The guards accompanying us pulled open the gilded door, and the glass chandeliers hanging from the lofty dome suddenly flickered to life, illuminating the entire room with a dazzling glow.