"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,
Kral's POV"Who else dares to challenge my queen?" I exclaimed, consumed by a raging fire that burned away my sanity. Seated upon my high-backed chair, I gritted my teeth and uttered those words with anger.Familiar crazy coursed through my veins as the image of a black wolf howling invaded my mind. The primal urge to shift surged like a scorching flame, engulfing my heart. Sinister shades of red crawled into my eyes, fueled by a bloodlust that once again boiled within me.Veins bulged on my arms and neck, and my hands, now shifted into wolf-like claws, involuntarily clenched, eager to rend and destroy.I craved blood! The red, flowing kind, permeated with the pungent scent!The figures before me, dressed in white garments, looked upon me with a mix of fear and disdain. They cowered behind sharp spears, yet I could perceive the darkness beneath their fearful facade, tainted by disgust and contempt.Tear them apart! The desires within me clamored.Fragments of dark memories surged fort
Alen's POVWhat?! I could hardly believe what I was seeing. According to the normal effects of the medication, Kral would remain unconscious for at least one night to fully recover. And yet, Delia was by his side, and she was not doing anything particularly special, but Prince Kral awakened from his state of frenzy.I wasn't the only one taken aback. Wiliam and August had solemn expressions, a glint passing through their eyes, understanding why Kral had always chosen Delia to be his queen.One might say, she truly lived up to the legendary White Wolf reputation. With her innate healing powers over werewolves, her ability to heal Kral was even more astonishing after they became mates."K-Kral, Your Highness?" One of the elders trembled, clearly shaken and somewhat disoriented by Kral's sudden return to sanity."It is indeed me."Kral's sharp eyes scanned the faces of the crowd. His gaze seemed condescending, as if looking down from a higher place.Delia, in her White Wolf state, had in
Catherine's povSlap!Slap!Slap!With each sound, another whip mark was left on my body. In the darkened room, I knelt on the frigid floor, surrendering to the relentless lashes that tore my clothes apart."Does it hurt?" My father, Elder William, asked me in the darkness."Not at all." I clenched my teeth, biting my lips until they bled. I heard myself utter the response, and words escaped through the parting of my lips.Pa!The whip struck my back, releasing my father's wrath. It coiled like a venomous serpent, devouring my nerves, causing involuntary tremors to course through my body."Catherine," my father's voice descended from above, "I need an explanation."Struggling to steady my near-collapsing body, I maintained my silence, steadying myself.In obscurity, nothing was visible, yet my sense of touch grew acute. I felt my father lifting my chin with the whip, the sweat on my face gliding and moistening it.Gazing at my father's blurred silhouette in the darkness, I mustered a