Everyone had a secret side. Ezekiel knew this fact well, as he himself also had a secret side. However, standing here, holding the card Harriet had written before his own eyes, he couldn't believe it. Harriet probably made that expression earlier because she thought no one was looking at her as she faced the desk. Harriet probably wrote such a message thinking no one would see it except… …except her husband. Harriet Goldlane's husband was the grandson of Old Duke Almandine. His name was Liam Almandine, a dying and forgotten Alpha nearly a hundred years old. In fact, if Harriet Goldlane hadn't suddenly married him, Ezekiel wouldn't have known about Liam Almandine at all. Ezekiel's entire universe of thought immediately spun in a fraction of a second. Before Harriet knew it, the man had put the card back in its place, and he was back in the corner where he was sitting. He sat in silence and immersed himself in deep thought. What he had seen of Harriet Goldlane all along was her so
Returning to her hotel room, Harriet, who was satisfied with her haul, dropped her body directly onto the bed she had not used at all. Harriet lazily took off her dress and tossed it onto the side of the bedside chair. She smiled silly to herself at the thought of Liam's reaction to receiving a gift from her. Would the man wake up without the full moon again? While she was here, was he lonely? Harriet laughed to herself. But slowly, her mind returned to the war that might come, and each of her responsibilities. Harriet closed her eyes. Every tip of her finger touched the soft taste of the white hotel bed sheet. Before entering her dream world, she thought about the West Continent's answer for this continent. And that day, Harriet was haunted by such a long and terrible nightmare. Red flags, rain of ash and sparks of fire. Burnt ground, damp with blood, and gloomy grey skies. It was the image of the great battlefield in Harriet's dream. Yes. Surprisingly, Harriet knew that th
Harriet got on her horse. The blush on her face had returned, and she didn't look as pale as yesterday. But Sir Russell still looked at her worriedly. "We have to ride back now so I can catch the full moon night," said Harriet softly. “But let's not rush. There's still one week left." "Are Madam sure you're okay?" asked Sir Russell. "Of course. Since I don't want to be tired, I told you we don't need to rush," said Harriet with a gentle smile. Sir Russell finally nodded in agreement. The return journey was indeed slower than the departing journey. Harriet wasn't in a rush, but her heart felt like it had come home. She wanted to arrive quickly, but her body couldn't be forced. Even so, since Harriet had left a few Lycans in the capital to coordinate with the palace, the trip went smoothly. As the sun set on the next full moon night, Harriet could already see the Almandine castle in the distance and its tallest tower. Harriet smiled calmly and gently, galloping her red horse h
What does it feel like when you fall in love?An optimist would say that love is the most beautiful thing in the world. When you fall in love, you will achieve true happiness. And true love will give true peace of mind, regardless of all the pain that comes with love. And that was true.Everything is right.But we must not deny that the pain that accompanies it is still there and lives with it.Liam stood in the middle of a dark abyss. Below his feet was a shallow river that flowed weakly, with the water barely existing at all.Soon, this river would recede completely, and dry up. Then, there would be no trace of it."Hic-"A small voice echoed across the abyss wall. In the darkness that engulfed Liam, a faint light at the edge of the abyss entered his vision. Liam walked over.“Hic… hic… hic…”Painful sobs came from there.Liam saw a woman standing alone. She looked weak and frail, crying stifled and so pitiful. Seeing that, Liam wanted to approach her. Liam wanted to approach the di
Sniff, sniff.Nom.Liam stifled a laugh as Harriet looked pale with red eyes. The young woman was still sobbing with a few erratic breaths, but when Liam fed her, she would open her mouth and eat."Sobs," Harriet saddened again at the thought of Liam's deteriorating body, but she didn't hide her sadness anymore.Liam fed her again, stopping her sobs that were about to break out once more.Nom.And thanks to that, Harriet was able to brace herself.Harriet opened her eyes and saw Liam trying his best to hold back his laughter. Seeing how adorable Harriet was when she tried not to cry anymore, Liam almost burst out laughing, and it made her feel annoyed."You don't seem to be suffering too much, do you?" asked Harriet hoarsely.“Hmm,” Liam nodded, then cleared his throat. He raised his fork again and fed Harriet a piece of boiled potato.Nom.“Pfffttt…” Liam clutched his stomach at how annoyed his young wife was who complied to being fed, with red eyes and a tired face, but also with pu
In the Old Duke's room, a young man stood straight facing the old man sitting at his writing desk. Heath glared at the Old Duke who was staring back at him with the same seriousness. This would be the umpteenth time for them to confront each other in this manner. "I will pay you with anything, but please spare my sister from this suffering, Your Grace," said Heath. Suffering. Heath knew how his older sister was. Since childhood, the woman was the light of the lantern that lit his path. Harriet took his little hand gently through the winding road, shielding him from all pain and supporting him through every challenge. Harriet was his parent, his educator and his guide. Harriet was his idol and role model. She was a woman who was far from perfect, and everyone saw her as the most perfect woman in the world. Yet Heath knew Harriet was both. "My sister can go through all the suffering that will come, but Your Grace, I can not approve of it," said Heath. He continued, "You saw her yo
"Clean well. Don't let my wife see the stain." The horror returned, running up Heath's spine. Liam's cold voice evoked his urge to run and save himself from the predator Heath had always seen in him. However, dislike also grew when he heard Liam's words just now. "No matter how hard you try to hide your deteriorating condition from my sister, you know the truth, you won't be able to last long in this world, right?" asked Heath in a low, trembling voice, with fear and anger. Liam just smiled casually. "Of course. More than you, I know that. And Harriet too. How many times do you think I've vomited blood in front of her?" "Then why are you pushing yourself so much–?!" Heath stopped his questioning when Liam suddenly straightened himself quickly. On reflex, Heath tried to help the man who was slightly shorter than him to stand up straight. But Liam raised his hand, blocking Heath from helping him with a smile that turned the other way. "Madam, good morning," Liam said. Heath look
"What will my Madam do after this?" Liam asked after finishing his breakfast. Harriet raised her eyebrows. "Me? Since you woke up, I…” The woman saw Liam shake his head. “Don't decide how to spend your time just because I'm awake. I wanted to know what you usually do when I'm unconscious too," Liam said softly. Harriet blinked once and saw Liam's hand gripping hers on the table. She glanced at Liam's face, which looked pale, but his expression was calm. Was he okay? "Then you must be prepared. My routine is so boring,” Harriet replied warmly. Liam's smile widened as he reached for the glass of water and drank it. Meanwhile, Heath stood up and excused himself with a displeased face. Seeing it made Harriet chuckle. Heath always reacted this way when she was close to someone, male or female. In a way, Heath was even more overprotective than she was towards Heath. Harriet leaned her hand on the table and looked at Liam who was wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. "Come follow me