Chapter 3:

The Queen's face lit up with joy when she heard this, but she waited for King Lycan to finish speaking before saying, "I have heard early on that Princess Monica of the Blue Moon pack is renowned for her beauty, purity, and grace. She is skilled in calligraphy, painting, poetry, and music, with a delicate understanding of art. Moreover, she is knowledgeable in medicine preparation, making her a woman of exceptional talent and appearance. The Queen also wants to see her with her own eyes. Now that you have this intention, and I have your permission, why not inform the Blue Moon pack and arrange for her to ascend to the Celestial Realm for a visit."

Beautiful, pure, and elegant? Alpha Jayce remembered the woman who had arrogantly knelt in the middle of the road, her face wrinkling into a frown.

See her with their own eyes? He was afraid that seeing is believing!

A pale golden moonlight descended upon the mortal world at night, shining like a faint light beam.

Monica's Rainbow Palace was always bustling with palace staff coming and going, day and night. Outside, a team of guards was arranged to keep watch attentively.

In contrast, although there was only a wall separating the Rainbow Palace and the Light Palace, the latter was desolate and chillingly terrifying. The palace staff feared encountering misfortune and dared only to stand far away and attend to their duties. The palace remained deserted day and night, so no ghosts or demons ventured near.

Felicia sat perched on the point of connection between the two palace roofs. Her sleeves were illuminated by the moonlight, exuding a shifting purple hue that sparkled endlessly. The dazzling glow was blinding to the point that Alpha Jayce, looking down from high above, could easily spot her. Although Alpha male had returned to the Celestial Realm during the day, he still felt concerned about this somewhat aggressive Luna. Returning at night, it seemed she had no intention of going to sleep.

"Why are you sitting here?" he asked.

Felicia was startled, abruptly turning to see Alpha Jayce standing behind her. Compared to their morning encounter, his white attire had changed to more casual clothes, and the belt no longer held a small star-shaped ornament but was replaced by a cluster of aquamarine gems. His entire presence shed some pressure, and his face appeared more gentle.

If she were to marry him, honestly, it wouldn't be such a bad deal. At least, she could consider it as having some fortune to see him daily. Felicia replied, "So you enjoy playing the role of a spirit and meddling in mortal affairs like this. By the way, how old are you now?"

"Age?" Alpha Jayce was well aware of her indifferent nature, so he didn't compare their ages. But this issue was still somewhat taboo, causing him to furrow his brows as he said, "Be cautious when considering... I am currently two thousand seven hundred years old."

"Two thousand seven hundred years old?" Felicia widened her eyes, "Really? You're that old, yet you still learn from others how to marry a mortal woman! Ah, this kind of thing is impossible. Impossible!... Are you talking about yourself? Are you saying it to my face?"

Alpha Jayce interrupted her, "The lifespan of the Crimson Rock pack is several times longer than that of mortals. One thousand six hundred years is considered adulthood, and one has to consider matters of establishing a family and major life events. The successive male offspring of King Lycan have all been determined as such."

"Ah, I see," Felicia nodded in understanding, "In other words, you are currently equivalent to a twenty-seven-year-old mortal."

Alpha Jayce responded with a simple "Hmm," she immediately showed a sympathetic expression, consoling him, "Although it's a bit late, don't be too discouraged."

Alpha Jayce: "... Thank you for your unnecessary concern! Are you saying that I'm already old? Where is that? Do you have to be so blunt about it?"

He thought it would be best not to continue this conversation, so he asked her, "And why did you, in the middle of the night, not stay in bed and come out here?"

Felicia asked, "How do you know that mortals like us have to sleep at night? Does the Crimson Rock pack often descend to the mortal realm?"

Alpha Jayce replied, "The Crimson Rock pack has always had a tradition of experiencing mortal lives. So we are not unfamiliar with the habits and characteristics of mortals."

Felicia nodded and absentmindedly placed a small jade bottle aside. Then, Alpha Jayce noticed that she had been sitting with the bottle in her hands. The bottle was open, and the scent of ointment wafted out. He could smell that it was a medicinal ointment, a medicine that relieves swelling. The method of preparation was genuinely sophisticated.

Alpha Jayce suddenly felt a sense of comfort. Regardless of good or bad, this Princess Monica was genuinely skilled in the art of medicine. He asked, "Where are you injured?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Felicia lifted her pants to her knees! The moon illuminated her slender and fair legs, radiating a dazzling brilliance like precious gems.

"You!" It took Alpha Jayce a moment to react, quickly turning his face away. This time, he was genuinely angry, his face turning red. "A woman like you dares to misbehave in front of a stranger. Don't you know the difference between men and women?"

At this point, he showed both severity and anger, his tone shifting to one of admonishment.

But Felicia showed no reaction to his words. She had grown accustomed to being scolded by the Blue Moon pack since childhood, and her skin was thicker than a city wall. She certainly wouldn't let Alpha Jayce's half-hearted anger affect her. She didn't understand why he was so furious and said, "I lifted my pants slightly. I'm not taking them off. What improper behavior are you talking about? Is it the nature of the Crimson Rock pack to see impurity everywhere? Only someone with a twisted mind would find dirtiness in everything."

"You!" Alpha Jayce finally lost his temper. He turned his head and saw that she was calmly applying ointment, but he quickly turned his face away again. "The Blue Moon pack allowed a woman with such manners to become Luna. This is unforgivable!"

"That statement seems too harsh," Felicia said as she continued applying the ointment. "Doesn't the Crimson Rock pack always see through everything? As the Alpha male, you only judge others based on their appearance." She shook her head, criticizing him. Finally, she finished applying the ointment and slowly lowered her pants.

Alpha Jayce glanced at her leg, seeing that she had tidied herself up. He turned around, intending to lecture her again, but Felicia had already stood up. She wanted to escape from the palace. He immediately chased after her, saying, "It's late at night, and you don't want to return to the palace to sleep? Where do you want to go?!"

Hmph, you're genuinely an older man. Even your thoughts need to be updated. If my sister were to marry you, wouldn't she be restricted from passing through the main gate and stepping inside? In Felicia's heart, she always thought of her sister Monica. She turned around and glanced at him, speaking coldly, "Alpha male, aren't you also outside playing around at night?"

She lifted her leg, intending to jump over the wall, but suddenly her body froze like stone. She had planned to leap over the palace wall gracefully, but now she felt weightless, falling forward.

Realizing she was about to fall straight to the ground, a thought flashed through her mind... Could this be the Binding Ceremony of the Crimson Rock pack?

Alpha male saw her falling and instinctively reached out to catch her. His fingertip brushed against the back of her clothes. The thin fabric felt as if it was directly touching her slim waist. Only at this moment did he realize how soft a woman's waist could be! He was taken aback, letting go of her hand.

He had never touched any woman in the past two thousand seven hundred years. Not even the Queen, who gave birth to him, had been by his side, fearing that her human upbringing would make him weak and arrogant.