"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.
Alen's POVIn the shimmering ripples in the air, I sensed the message Kral had sent me. He was back.Suppressing my joy, a heavy weight lifted from my heart. I knew Delia must have succeeded.I discreetly observed the elders around me.They maintained calm faces, but their eyes revealed nervous anticipation, especially the elder William, who had an interest in his daughter Catherine's performance in the queen's trial.However, the outcome was bound to disappoint them.The golden vines in the air slowly unraveled, revealing a luminous figure wrapped in light. Her face was still indistinct, but two golden lilies in her hands stood out prominently.A deathly silence fell upon the entire hall as all eyes fixated on her."Who could that be?" an elder furrowed his brows, his voice barely audible as if afraid of disturbing something.But no one could answer his question.Like a fish leaping out of water, the figure enveloped in light emerged from the rippling air.The rippling air behind her
Delia's POVI thought I would be afraid to see my father again, but when he actually appeared in front of me, I only felt an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity."Delia."He stood there, his features still familiar, but his expression so distant. The gaze that was always filled with disgust and indifference in my memories now became incredibly complex.Why was he contemplating? Was it because he witnessed the girl he once felt disappointed with now becoming a member of the royal Lycan family? Or did he think I shouldn't stand in the werewolf temple?Having successfully passed the Queen's test and received the blessing of the moon goddess, I thought I could face any question without fear. However, in the presence of my father, my calm demeanor was disturbed."Perhaps you should address her as Your Majesty. After all, she is our Luna."A deep voice sounded, and it was filled with authoritative pressure. At that instant, when I heard those words, my wolf howled joyfully in my mind.Kral!
"What?" He narrowed his eyes, and a hint of caution flashed in his gaze.I smiled and faced the crowd, unaffected by their stares. "Elder William, or perhaps I should still address you as my teacher. Do you remember teaching me about the meaning of loyalty to the royal family?""Of course," he replied."I can swear upon the Moon Goddess that I have devoted my love and loyalty to my mate, His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Kral," I declared.Rising from my seat, I disregarded the expressions of those around me and looked at the elders with a knowing smile. Catherine's previous actions had made it clear that someone had already known my secret.But Kral's insistence and Bernice's death made it impossible for them to proceed with their plans, so they had to postpone our wedding through the queen's trial."Based on your understanding, any love acquired through betrayal or deception does not deserve loyalty. I agree with your viewpoint. If you believe my father is hard proof of my inability,