The next day, Scarlet woke up on the shore, the sun's rays beating down on her naked body. As she lay there, exhausted, battered and bruised, she knew that she had to find a way to escape. She clutched her mother's pendant at her neck tightly as her precious treasure, as if it was her only hope and safe harbor.
She groaned as she tried to sit up, her head pounding with a throbbing headache. She looked around, trying to get her bearings.
Reminders of the brutal attack flooded back to her. She remembered running for her life, her family scattered in all directions and they were all killed. She remembered being tackled to the ground by the rogue lycans, confronting the lycan king, and then nothing.
When she tried to stand up, she realized that she had nothing on her except for a tattered dress. It had been ripped to shreds during the attack and her transformation, leaving her completely naked.
She walked along the shore for what seemed like hours until she stumbled upon a beautiful springs with waterfalls by the lake. She could see that the water was crystal clear and the shady trees and dense shrubs surrounding the lake provided a sense of serenity that she desperately needed.
For a moment, Scarlett forgot about her hardships and simply stood there, taking in the breathtaking beauty of the scene before her. She knew that she had to keep moving, but for that brief moment, she allowed herself to be lost in the serenity of the spring.
She sat back against the rock, trying to think of a plan. She needed to find clothes and shelter, and she needed to find out where she was.
As Scarlet admired the stunning scenery around her, she suddenly heard a rustling in the distant bushes. She tensed up, her muscles primed for a fight or flight response, but she decided to find a secluded spot nearby where she could rest and take in the peaceful atmosphere of the spring.
And then, she saw a figure appear from the distance.
It was a handsome man, his muscular body glistening in the sunlight as he walked over the cool spring water.
Scarlett was taken aback by the sight, but she didn't want to alert the man or get into any trouble.
Her heart skipped a beat as she watched him walk towards the rock, then he took off all his clothes and put it on the large rock. It seems that the man had deliberately left them there before swimming into the spring.
To her utter disbelief and embarrassment, the man was now standing there completely naked!
She couldn't help but admire his strong, confident stride when he seemed completely at ease in his surroundings, as if he belonged in this natural wonderland. He had striking blue eyes and short black hair, and his muscular figure glistened in the sunlight.
Somehow, his presence added to the peaceful atmosphere of the lake, as if he was a part of the beauty that surrounded him.
Scarlett continued to watch him from a distance without making the slightest sound, feeling a sense of awe and wonder at the sight before her. It was as if she was waiting for the right moment to pounce on her prey, but it wasn't the case.
She could see that the man was a powerful figure, someone who commanded respect and admiration from all those around him. She was convinced that he was a lycan, probably a leader of some clan.
He was tall and well-built, with broad shoulders and a lean, muscular physique. His chiseled features were defined by a strong jawline, full lips, and piercing eyes that seemed to look straight through you.
His short hair was thick and dark, framing his face in soft waves that cascaded down to his broad shoulders. His skin was smooth and bronzed, glistening in the sunlight as if he had just emerged from the water.
As he moved, his muscles rippled beneath his skin, a testament to his strength and athleticism. He carried himself with an air of confidence and ease, as if he was comfortable in his own skin.
And then… her eyes slowly moved downwards. She felt the heat of embarrassment spread rapidly across her cheeks as she quickly turned her gaze from his private part. But she’d already seen it!
Scarlett blushed as she realized this was the first time she had ever peeked in on a man when he was as naked as the day he was born.
Her attention was immediately drawn to the man's clothing pile, which was laying on a large rock not far from her spot. A mischievous idea occurred to her to steal the robe. She thought about borrowing it for a while and giving it back to him later.
Before she took action, she waited a few moments for the man to dive underwater and took her chance by sneaking up to the rock.
Scarlett didn't wait any longer as she couldn't resist the temptation and quickly snatched the robe, remove her awfully tattered clothes and put it on over her naked body. She stroked the crimson robe immediately as she got it in her hand. It was as fine as silk and as thin as cotton, with a few embossed seams. This type of cloth looked shiny under the light.
What a beautiful robe!
The robe fitted her perfectly!
It was like a gift from heaven!
Scarlett stared at the man in the distance as she muttered to herself, “I apologize, sir. I’m completely naked and this robe looks nice, could you lend me your robe and consider it as a good deed today? I promise I’ll give it back to you one day.”
With that, she ran faster into the forest with the robe, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of comfort in the man's robe. It was warm and clean, a stark contrast to her own worn and ragged clothes. But she also knew that the guilt of stealing it would weigh heavily on her mind.
Scarlett had not gone so far before hearing a distant howl behind her. “Damn it! Who has stolen my robe?”
As soon as she heard the man shouting behind her, she ran as fast as she could into the forest, feeling a mixture of fear, guilt, and embarrassment.
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Tobias Richfield was swimming in the lake, enjoying the calm of the cool water and the tranquility it brought. As he emerged from the water, he noticed something strange: his robe, which he had left on a big rock near the shore, was gone. When he realized what had happened, he let out an enraged growl.
He couldn’t find it anywhere except the rags lying by the rock. He frowned as he picked up the rags and fiddled it in his hand.
This seemed to be the material of women’s clothing…
Tobias looked down his own body and felt irritated when he realized only his white shirt and black pants remained. He had never been in this state since starting his journey.
That bad girl came out of nowhere!
A sinking feeling settled in his chest as he realized that the girl had stolen his precious possession under his nose. He quickly put on his remaining clothes and called for one of his most trusted guardians, Joel Serge, to come to him.
Moments later, Joel and his guards came up from the bushes nearby.
Tobias looked at him for a moment and then asked, “Where did you go to entertain yourself when I was swimming? What took you so long to come after hearing my call?”
They shook with fear and bowed down to the ground, despite the fact that their king was as gentle as the breeze and rain during the springtime. “Excuse me, My King! We’ve been waiting somewhere miles away from the lake...”
"I see." Tobias fiddled the tattered clothes with his fingers and asked, "Did you see someone come near the lake?"
"No, My King."
As the well-trained and powerful lycan warriors, they could track down any intruder using their sense as they could easily detect and block those people from intruding, or find ways to distract them.Tobias looked at them and remained silent.It was mid-autumn, and they were in the middle of a forest. The weather was very cold and dry leaves were scattered all over the ground. However, the air around him grew warmer; it almost felt like spring.Their king was fuming with rage!They immediately fell to the ground and shivered in fear. Their king was extraordinary, while other lycan warriors with highest level of magical power could lower the temperature by eight degrees Celsius, their king could raise it by the same amount.There weren't many things that could anger their king. Even though they were scared, they also felt confused. Joel asked, "What's the matter, My King?” "I couldn’t find my robe," he muttered, scanning the area around him. He then pointed out at the big rock as he s
Being a werewolf, Scarlett had a keen sense of smell, hearing, and agility that allowed her to hide from Tobias and his subordinates. She had been keeping a safe distance from them, observing their movements without being detected.With years of training with his father and brother, she can hide herself using a combination of her werewolf abilities and some practical tactics. Beside her natural agility and grace, it also allowed her to move quickly and silently. She could move stealthily through the forest, avoiding making any unnecessary noise that could give her away.She could blend in with her surroundings by staying still in the shadows or undergrowth. It could also help her to hide in the forest, as she would blend in with the foliage and use the cover of trees and bushes to stay hidden and out of sight.And thanks to her father's strict upbringing and training, she has mastered one of another skills of concocting herbs to disguise her scent. Her father had taught her how to mak
Joel Serge and the other guards became more curious about the girl. There was a glint in Tobias' eyes as he commanded, "Go and investigate the girl who was survived from the attack." Through all the clues he had, he suspected that the person who survived the attack could be the same person who stole his robe. He fixed Joel with a steely gaze. "I have my suspicions, and I want you investigate it. If she is innocent, then she has nothing to fear. But if she is guilty, then she must be held accountable for her actions." Joel nodded, sensing the gravity of the situation. "As you wish, My King. I'll send my best guards to search for her and gather any information they can." Tobias leaned back, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew that this girl was hiding something, and he was determined to find out what it was. As they were about to walk away, Tobias called out to them. "Be careful, Joel. There are forces at work here that we don't fully understand. And she may be more dangerou
After Tobias summoned Joel and Rowena, they arrived in his chambers with haste. Joel had a look of concern on his face while Rowena seemed calm and collected. As they entered the room, Tobias stood up from his desk and gestured for them to approach. Joel quickly stepped forward and spoke first. "My King, did you summon us?" "What's the matter, My King?" Rowena asked later, bowing respectfully. Rowena Hayes was a striking figure in the room, with long dark hair cascading down her back and piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of mystery. She stood tall and confident, her posture exuding a sense of strength and authority. Despite the tension in the room, Rowena remained composed and unruffled, her expression betraying no hint of fear or concern. Tobias knew that he could rely on her to keep a level head and provide sound advice, even in the most trying of circumstances. Her presence brought a sense of calm to the room, and he was grateful for her unwavering loyalty and dedica
Scarlett felt her heart was pounding in her chest as she tried to think of a way to explain why she was there. She knew that if the man found out she was the thief who stole his robe, it could mean the end of her life. She forced herself to remain calm and cool-headed. Her mind raced as she tried to come up with a plausible explanation. She struggled to come up with a convincing lie, but her mind was blank. She took a deep breath before responding with as much confidence as she could muster. She spoke in a measured tone, trying to sound confident, "My name is Scarlett and I’m just a traveler passing through. I stumbled upon this place by accident and got lost. I was hoping to find someone who could help me find my way back." The man's grip tightened, and Scarlett could feel her heart racing. She knew that he didn't believe her, but she held his gaze, determined not to show any sign of fear. "You expect me to believe that?" the man scoffed. "I think you're lying. What were you reall
Scarlett had been tracking the lycan king for few days, close but never close enough. She was determined to seek justice for her family and now she had a chance to exact her revenge. Her anger and hatred fueled her as she tracked him through the dense forests and rugged terrain. She was relentless in her pursuit, driven by the memory of her family and the desire for revenge. However, as she closed in on Tobias, she realized that the task before her was not as simple as she had thought. Tobias was surrounded by a loyal group of followers, all of whom were fiercely protective of their king. She knew that taking him down would not be easy, especially since she had never seen his true human appearance before. When she was dragged away in his chamber, Scarlett realized that her chances of exacting her revenge were slipping away. She was filled with a sense of hopelessness and despair, knowing that she was now at the mercy of the lycan king. Despite her fear, Scarlett refused to give up.
As Tobias leaned in closer to Scarlett, his eyes held a penetrating gaze that seemed to see right through her. Though he had let go of her hand, his presence was still palpable, and she could feel his warm breath on her skin. The overpowering scent of his fragrance filled her senses, and despite trying to maintain her composure, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and frustration boiling inside her. His close proximity made her feel vulnerable and exposed, and she began to feel trapped under his gaze."Little traveler, there is something else that you need to know. Before I caught you, I just received a message, a warning from an intruder who has infiltrated my palace. This intruder sent me a note, along with a dagger, as a sign of their threat."Scarlett tried to keep her expression neutral, not wanting to reveal her true intentions for seeking revenge. She knew that if Tobias discovered her true motives, he would never let her go."What does this have to do with me?" she ask
Scarlett knew that she couldn't afford to be swayed by his charms. She had a mission to complete, and she wouldn't let anything or anyone stand in her way. With a steely resolve, she stood tall and faced him head-on, determined to uncover the truth about her pack's massacre, no matter the cost. Her gaze was laced with bitterness and her fists were clenched tightly. She was growing increasingly frustrated with his insinuations and attempts to seduce her. "I have no interest in your idea of 'fun'," she spat out, her eyes flashing with anger. "I just want to leave." Her words were sharp and firm, conveying her determination to not let her guard down around him. His face darkened. "You're in no position to make demands, little traveler. You're in my palace, and you'll do as I say." Her hand tightened around the hilt of her dagger, ready to defend herself if necessary. "I won't be intimidated by you, Tobias." As Tobias took another step closer to her, his eyes flashed with anger. "You
Frustration ate her away, as she took pride in her skill at reading people. But with the man in front of her, it felt like trying to decipher an empty page, one that held no hidden meaning or clues. "Are you in the lycan king's service?" she asked directly. Tobias tilted his head, giving her a puzzled look. "In the lycan king's service?" "Do you carry out his orders? Are you one of his accomplices?" she clarified. Tobias's face grew darker, his expression tightening. Scarlett noticed the friendly warmth in his eyes turning into fiery anger that caught her by surprise. She couldn't tell if he was mad at her or not. She instinctively tightened her grip on her dagger, ready for whatever might happen. "Nope, I'm not his accomplice," he said with disdain. "To be honest, I don't even see him as the rightful leader, if you want to know the truth." Scarlett blinked, taken aback by his candid response. "You're telling me you don't? Well, that's quite unexpected. Why do you say that?" He
Scarlett gazed into his eyes, seeing the same piercing gaze she remembered from the night her family was brutally massacred. In those eyes, there was no trace of remorse, only a chilling indifference that had haunted her nightmares for years. The pain of that night still lingered in her heart, fueling her quest for vengeance.But as they looked at each other in that tense moment, Scarlett saw something that intrigued her. In the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of kindness and tenderness. She hadn't thought about that detail, and it made her feel a confused mix of emotions.It was his eyes that made her doubt, especially the little flicker of warmth she saw in them. If not for that spark, she would have killed him right away without a second thought. But the fact that the man who killed her family wasn't looking at her with a cold, uncaring stare gave her reason to pause. This revelation changed her strict, black-and-white view that she had held for so long. She had thought of To
Finishing his meal, Tobias pushed his plate away, a lingering warmth from the sweetened wine coursing through him. Determined to discover what Scarlett had to show him, he rose from his seat and shouldered his pack. Following her lead, he trailed behind her as they made their way through the bustling common room.Exiting through a back door, Scarlett closed it behind them, enveloping them in the tranquility of the open field behind the tavern. The sight that greeted Tobias was a serene panorama of rolling green, with a scattering of quaint cottages dotting the landscape. The vast expanse seemed to stretch endlessly before them, inviting curiosity and contemplation.As Tobias stood alongside Scarlett, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The simplicity of their surroundings belied the mysteries that lay concealed within. With each passing moment, he became more intrigued by what awaited him in this seemingly ordinary setting.With his senses heightened and his heart stirr
Tobias's mind was consumed by the enigmatic encounter with the waitress. The unexplainable connection he felt with her lingered in his thoughts, like a thread tying their fates together. It was as if they were connected by an invisible bond, transcending time and place.His curiosity grew with each passing moment, and he couldn't help but wonder if their meeting was orchestrated by some greater force, one that wove the tapestry of their lives. The feeling of familiarity gnawed at his heart, urging him to dig deeper into the mysteries surrounding their connection.His gaze lingered on the woman, his eyes tracing the contours of her face and the subtle nuances of her features. He noticed the way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in a cascade of dark waves. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of grayish-green, held a depth that seemed to carry a world of untold stories.As he locked eyes with her, a wave of recognition washed over Tobias, transporting him back to a pivotal
Tobias felt uneasy when he looked at how the woman was behaving. There was something about her that made him suspicious and gave him a moment of doubt.Even though her questions seemed harmless, they had a tone that made it feel more like an interrogation than a casual chat. He wasn't sure what it was, but something about the way she looked at him made him think she didn't like him.Because he wasn't sure what she wanted, he was careful about what he said and didn't want to say too much about himself. Tobias couldn't get rid of the feeling that there was more to this interaction than what he could see, so he couldn't help but wonder what it was all about."Well, I'm on my way to the north now. Just arrived from the neighboring town," he said, deciding to disclose his true identity.Tobias felt a slight twinge of vulnerability as he shared this information, allowing a glimpse into his true identity. It was a departure from his initial guardedness, an acknowledgment that he didn't need
Tobias had meticulously prepared for this journey, knowing that there were important missions awaiting him. With a mind focused and resolute, he reviewed his plans and objectives, ensuring that every detail was accounted for. The tasks at hand were of utmost significance, requiring his unwavering dedication and skill. He made a conscious choice not to bring his henchmen with him on this particular mission. He knew that privacy and secrecy were important, so he decided to look like a simple, unremarkable commoner to fit in with the crowd. He didn't want to draw too much attention to himself, so he dressed modestly and kept a low image. This was a smart move as it let him move around unnoticed among the crowds and watch and listen without giving away his true identity. He knew that this level of anonymity would give him the freedom to deal with the difficulties he would face in the future and do his jobs well. The previous night had been a restless one for Tobias, as he found himself
Tobias Richfield walked into the busy common room of the bar and took a deep, shaky breath before slowly letting it out. He had seen this scene many times before: the loud noise, the people doing bad things, and the wild recklessness. He couldn't help but think about all the nights he had spent in places like this, living a life of debauchery and acting like a rude, self-centered man.As he looked at the wreckage of his old life, he really hated and was very ashamed. The things he had done in the past weighed heavily on him, and he could see how damaging he had been.He was determined to leave that life behind, so he made a serious promise to start a new journey that would be marked by selflessness, honesty, and integrity. He had decided to start over and live a life of service, trying to make up for what he had done wrong and do what was right.Despite being a strong and powerful ruler who was respected by his people, he grew up as a street urchin before becoming a skilled fighter an
The innkeeper, Finley, glanced over at Scarlett with a stern expression, his bushy eyebrows furrowing. He walked over, his voice filled with authority. "Scarlett, mind your tongue. We can't have you scaring off our paying customers. Keep your emotions in check.""Doesn't it bother you that filthy men like Grayson believe they can touch us the servant without permission simply because they're purchasing a drink or two?""You know they mean no harm, dear," he countered. "And you know it's all in good fun. They would never go too far. And if they dared to, you know I would intervene.""Finley-""This inn is my business, girl. And I have the right to run it as I see fit," Finley replied, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "You knew the terms when you agreed to work here and reside in the cottage out back."Her gaze hardened, observing that he purposefully mentioned her living arrangement to remind her of her vulnerable position."Your fiery temper is sure to drive away my customers. And wi
Scarlett went about her duties at the inn with diligence and determination. She swept the floors, cleaned the tables, and served the patrons with a smile, despite the weariness that settled in her bones. The hard work was second nature to her, a testament to her resilience and self-reliance.In exchange for the cottage behind the inn, Scarlett had willingly taken on these responsibilities. She didn't believe in relying on charity or handouts; she preferred to earn her keep and stand on her own two feet. It was a lesson her father had instilled in her from a young age, teaching her the value of hard work and the satisfaction of self-sufficiency.As she moved from one task to another, her mind would occasionally wander, replaying memories of her father's teachings. She could almost hear his voice, guiding her through each chore, reminding her to take pride in her work and to never back down from a challenge.Despite the physical demands and the long hours, Scarlett found solace in her d