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Santal Noir

Author: Karinatei
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-15 11:00:42

Annalise’s pov

The scent hit me first, it smelled heavenly like a blend of sandalwood and darkspices… Santal Noir as the girls back at the pack I stayed called it..

I woke up with a painful jerk as the horse jumped over something but I was held tightly and firmly against a warm hard surface that rippled and vibrated each time we moved.

Alaric?

He held me so close to himself that despite the cold wind hitting us I felt strangely warm..

I slowly raised my painful and throbbing head to see if I was dreaming or if I was actually dead only to find his caked blood face and neck.. his flaming amber eyes fixed on the darkness.

Slowly, he darted his gaze to meet mine and when our eyes locked for the umpteenth time since we got married, I couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by his inhumanly beauty despite how exhausted he looked.

‘Wait! Did I just.. No.. I’m sure it’s the effect of my throbbing head cause why would I think of him as handsome’

Embarrassed at how I had just pictured him.. I tried t
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