Julian's POV
“I wish we weren't mates, then I wouldn't have to deal with you,” I said to Reina as I carried her back to my office. She lifted up her eyes glaring at me but I looked away, ignoring.
“Why that?” She muttered.
“I don't want to get entangled with anyone so I can fulfill my duties well. Then I can return to where I came from.”
I shouldn't be telling you this.
“What's that? Where are you coming from? You're on a special mission? I thought you were a professor?”
“Yes, it's just part time work. I'm not that. I think we shouldn't go further on this conversation, it has nothing to do with you.”
A low chuckle pulled up her throat but even with this, she can't pressure me to tell her my mission.
Getting close to my office, she asked. “I'm just curious, why are you sleeping in the office today? Because of me?”
I paused, not knowing what to say in response. “Did you expect me to take you back to my quarters?”
Her eyes went pale, she went speechless. “Regarding who you are?”
“I was just thinking of returning back to the convent.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“I would have taken you there, but sadly I have a very important royal task to fulfill tonight and I have not much time to spend outside of it. The gang must be targeting you because you're a werenun, you've got to be very careful from henceforth.”
A cold shiver ran down her spine. It was obvious as she jerked. “What am I going to do now?” She panicked.
“Maybe if I'm free, I could help watch out for you.” I shook my head, fatigued. “I'm getting distracted again. Why am I even doing this? I don't get involved in people's predicament, especially those I hate.”
“Urrgh?” She gasped.
“Well, I'd say I hated you before my wolf began to misbehave whenever I see you.”
“So you feel it too? But it's quite strange as a werenun.” She whispered, turning her head to the side. I looked around realizing we have stayed out here for too long and she's in her nun’s habit. Should any student or the guards see us, I would be in trouble and she would lose her reputation. This wasn't school hours but late into the evening, a few minutes past 7 and it was already dark.
“Let's get inside,” I muttered. Pulling out the door card, I placed it on the glass door of my office and it opened. We got in. It was spacious, well arranged and occupied with a refrigerator, TV and a large sized couch with duvets which could serve as a pillow. There was a toilet, bathroom and dressing room.
Being a special royal agent on a mission to find the Alpha King's lost daughter whom I was hinted by the name got admitted into this university, I was given a special office, which others didn't. Prior to my many years of intense study of philosophy to get more knowledge, I was asked to get in here as an undercover professor.
My only problem now was this girl, my mate. I hated such, I never wanted a mate but to live a single, rich and active life. I haven't ever fallen in love before, just so surprised a girl who could take my breath away is a werenun. Well, I will be over it soon. I just don't know what the moon goddess as they claim is doing with my fate, or whether she's trying to make me believe in her power when I don't want to.
I released a heavy breath.
“You can use the couch over there and the duvets for the night. I'd be researching.” I said as I dropped Reina. There was no time to address her by her religious title. As an atheist, it was against my principles.
“What will you be researching about? Can I help?” She asked but I ignored, turning away and walking right to my desk.
“You're a distraction to me, just pray and go to bed. I've got a serious task in there.” I was now on my desk, ready to sit and pulled on my system, switching it on.
“Goodnight sister.”
“Don't forget to call the convent, to gain trust, tell them you will be crashing out at the library to do some research.
She pouted, crossing her hands over her chest.
“Have you forgotten that nuns don't lie?”
Who cares?
“Then you can stay at the library. There's light throughout the night and students, many students. It's pretty safe with the guards standing outside. The only unsafe place is the bathroom and restroom since it's unisex.”
“I can take you there.” I snapped closing my system. “Let's go.”
“What? No! I will pass on that. I don't want to waste your time. Do whatever you have to do. I'll email the official desk of the convent. They will pass my message to the mother in charge and they will accept it.”
“Oh moon goddess, sorry for this lie which I'm about to. Just doing it for my mate.”
I chuckled. “You're getting emotionally attached which isn't good for you.”
She smirked. “I just can't help. My wolf is in control of my being and she's getting to like you after we started on the wrong foot.”
“Hmm.” I sighed. What I was trying to avoid from the very first time I noticed which was at the screening hall. I thought if I pretended to hate her, she would stay away from me but it's only getting worse. I find my wolf dragging me into this mess. I don't want to accept that I would love to pull her into my embrace, stare at her in a soft way and eventually kiss.
My dirty mind is going too far, I need to stop.
“Just email, pray and go to bed. I have a list of things to do.” I raised my eyes to look at her. She's beautiful. I whispered to myself. Thumping her legs on the floor, she turned around to go.
I drew in a quick breath, sitting back to open my system. Tonight, the name of the Alpha king's lost heiress stolen from birth about two decades ago and list of potential young women who could be the Alpha princess would be forwarded to my mail to run some security checks.
Being a royal cop in the investigation unit of the palace, I could handle this. With my computer skills, I'll check their background history and everything about them to know the truthful heiress. All are from this university but that doesn't mean it will be easy. I just have to run the check and finish it tonight.
The message was already sitting there for me, so I clicked on the name.
REINA.
A loud crack rocked my chest, I stood up, staring at the girl whose wolf won't let me be at peace, she was kneeling over the couch in prayers.
“What?”
So far as this was the name, she would be among the possible candidates. I had to quickly search through the pictures of young women sent. One had the identity of a nun written below the blurred picture. Upon clicking, it was her.
I froze.
Sister Reina Valen.
I carefully scanned through the face, same as her. The details, studying Philosophy. In her freshman year.
That moment, my heart literally stopped beating.
Who knows?
Could it be her?
Could she be the long lost Alpha princess the royal security unit at the palace have been trying so hard to find even for decades?
Reina’s POV Julian’s words still clung to me. The way he spoke of a small home, laughter echoing through its halls, children running under the sun, had carved something into me. For the first time in so long, I allowed myself to imagine it too.But beneath the bliss of his dream, another thought had been growing inside me, one I could not push away any longer.I stayed close to him that night, curled against his chest. The steady beat of his heart gave me comfort, but it also reminded me of everything I stood to lose if I made the wrong choice.Julian brushed his lips over my hair. “What are you thinking so hard about?”I lifted my head and tried to smile. “Nothing worth troubling you with.”His eyes caught mine in the glow of the fire. “Don’t do that. Not with me. You carry too much alone, Reina.”I knew he was right. He always was when it came to me. Still, my chest tightened with fear at what I had to say. I could already feel how his dream and mine might not align, and that truth
Reina’s POVJulian’s hand was warm in mine. His grip was not strong yet, not the way it used to be, but I held onto it like it was my anchor. The room smelled faintly of herbs and smoke from the healers’ work, but to me, it was filled with his scent. Even in weakness, he carried that quiet strength that always calmed me.He stirred, his eyes half-open, and I felt my chest tighten. It had been days of waiting, of sitting by his side and whispering words he may or may not hear. Now, his gaze found mine, tired but steady.“You should rest too,” he whispered. His voice was hoarse, but it still wrapped around me like a thread pulling me closer.“I’ll rest when you do,” I answered softly, brushing his hair back from his forehead. His skin was warm, no longer burning with fever, yet I feared letting go.A faint smile curved his lips. “Stubborn.”“Yes,” I breathed, leaning closer, “because I almost lost you.”The silence between us was heavy but not empty. It was full of all the things we had
Julian’s POVThe first clear thought that stayed with me after days of drifting in and out of darkness was her touch. Not the pain in my body, not the fire that had burned through my veins, but her hand—small, warm, steady—resting against my chest. It anchored me.I forced my eyes open. The ceiling above me was made of smooth stone, painted in pale colors. It wasn’t the battlefield, and it wasn’t the nightmare of blood and fire. I turned my head and saw her. Reina sat by my bed, her dark hair falling forward as she leaned on her arm, asleep.For a moment, I didn’t move. I only watched her. My wolf stirred weakly inside me, but even he was quiet, as if he too only wanted to breathe in this moment. Her face looked softer when she slept, free of fear, free of anger. She had shadows under her eyes, proof that she had not rested. My chest tightened at the thought—she had been here, all this time, watching over me, when she should have been sleeping, eating, living.I reached for her hand.
Reina’s POV I stayed beside him even when others told me to rest. The healers had done all they could, but his body was still weak, and it was my heart that told me not to move from his side. Every small breath Julian took felt like a thread holding him here, keeping him from slipping away.The room was quiet except for the faint crackle of the fire and the steady sound of his breathing. His skin was pale, his chest rising slow under the white bed sheets. My hands never stopped moving—either fixing the blanket around him, brushing his hair away from his forehead, or wiping away the sweat that sometimes gathered there.I remembered the war outside, the blood, the fear that I might lose him forever. The thought made my throat tighten even now. I bent forward, pressing my lips softly to the back of his hand.“You can’t leave me,” I whispered. “Not after everything. I won’t forgive you if you go.”It wasn’t anger I felt. It was raw fear. The kind of fear that eats at you from the inside
Reina’s POV The sound of war did not end all at once. First the clashing steel grew fewer. Then the cries of wolves in pain turned to whimpers and broken breaths. Smoke still stung my eyes, and the ground under me trembled from the last echoes of battle.But all I could see was Julian.He lay in the dirt, blood running down his side, his chest rising in short, sharp gasps. His face, always so strong, looked pale now, lips cracked and trembling. My heart hammered in my ribs, faster than any blade or strike of claws could make it. Fear took hold of me so hard it almost broke me.“No,” I whispered, falling on my knees beside him. My hands pressed to his wound, but the blood soaked through my fingers. “No, you don’t leave me. Not like this.”Julian’s eyes fluttered open. He tried to smile, though it hurt him. “Reina,” he breathed, his voice rough and broken. “You’re… safe.”Safe? The world around us was falling apart—wolves dragging broken bodies away, men crying out for brothers who wou
Julian’s POVThe clash of weapons and the pounding of paws matched the beat of my heart. Smoke rose from the torn ground, heavy with the smell of blood. Around me, men and wolves lay where they had fallen—some still alive, others gone. My arm hurt, my shoulder throbbed, but I couldn’t stop. The wolf inside me howled, driving me on, desperate to win.We were close. So close.King Frederick’s banners still waved in the distance, and our men shouted his name like it was fire in their lungs. Calder’s forces, fierce as they had been, now faltered, their lines breaking under our relentless push. For every one of our warriors who fell, three of theirs followed. Hope surged so high. I could almost taste the end—the freedom, the peace, the life waiting for me with Reina.Her face came to me between each strike. Her smile, her tears, the way she had pressed her forehead to mine the night before battle and whispered, “Come back to me, Julian.”I would. I had to.I swung my blade, cutting down an