Scarlett wore the new set of clothes Nicholas bought for her. Today, she's gonna return to Mystic Howl with him after her recovery. Her body was still uncomfortable since the bandages were removed. It worsened when she tried to wear a bra, so she had to skip that part. Wearing the cotton floral dress, Scar twirled in front of the mirror. The scars on her body were visible, evidence of her suffering. Scarlett trembled at the sight. Those days were vivid and breathing freshly in her mind. Even after a week, she couldn't forget those painful days. She had never been enough conscious about her looks, but those scars were depressing. 'Do you think our mate will ever like to see this?' Scarlett asked sadly. 'Mates are to love and secure, Scar. No matter how we look, he will never back away, I believe..." Ulva replied. Although her answer was assuring, Scar couldn't believe it entirely, 'We broken once, Ulva. Don't be so sure..." She didn't forget how George backstabbed her. He was he

Scarlett felt dizzy, locked in his arms she started to forget her self-made promises once again. His touches were so domineering to ignore. His lips on her were the effect of a powerful magnet that could bring out her deepest secret from the very corner of her soul. No matter how much she denied or tried to pull away, Nicholas was determined to not let go. The last three days were like hell for him. The fire ignited in him was hard to control. Only her scent and closeness could relax him. Last Three days, he craved for her. To see her, to talk to her, to touch her. His life turned into a mess, everything was disoriented. He didn't know what to do until he saw her. In the dungeon... Tortured and Betrayed... At that exact moment, he realised how much he missed her. How much this stubborn she-wolf means to him. There was a connection between them. Unnamed, yet too deep to ignore. His life was built on a curse and for a thousand years, he was used to living his life isolated. Then sh

The next morning, Scarlett woke up from sleep, tangled in the bedsheets with Nicholas. Not an inch of gap for air between them. It's just him and her, with their alluring fragrance and a feeling of congestion. Fluttering her eyes open, she looked at the man beside her, still sleeping. His breath was steady. He looked so peaceful and content.For some reason, he seemed a harmless danger. Closeness with him was forbidden, yet too good to deny. Her eyes took in his features and paused at the faded scar. It was deep but fainted with time. Probably a souvenir of a war.That scar seemed to be silently hiding a tormented story behind it. A story that destroyed his emotions. It's own suffering. A sole witness of his burning soul. Was it a dark time in his life? Does he recall this scar in his nightmares, Just like she did last night? For her, he was there, but, who was beside him? Lauren... Immediately Scar shook her head, frowning deeply. She was stupid to bring such a name at this time

"Where are we going?" Scarlett asked, curiously looking around. This was her first time coming out in public officially, except for those banquets she attended with Nicholas. Nicole only smiled suspiciously, "Just follow me, I have a surprise for you." Holding her hand, she urged her to move. Unlike other parts, this side was colder. Even some places were covered in snow. It was a great gift for wolves that they don't feel cold in minus temperature because of their body heat. Especially, the Alpha bloodline has more endurance limit than any average wolf. They were created to survive in the wild. However, with time, prosperity became their sole source of living and some, like high-ranked packs, even started to ignore the destined bond for their status. So, unless they were to visit the human world, wolves don't really need to wrap themselves in warm clothes. "This is the northern side of Mystic Howl," Nicole informed while walking. "A countryside, where not many people live, yet sa

It's almost a festive in the Mystic Howl, brought by the mother Moon. The Queen has arrived to save her soldiers. A warrior herself, she set her blessed feet in the glowing Mystic Howl. People of all ages and ranks around the pack were living on one wish... A glance of their queen... In the huge hall of the pack, elders, high-ranked members and the Alpha were drowned in a prior discussion of serving the Queen. With elder Elijah on the board, every member was startled and excited by the news. The meeting precisely added two people to the council for the questionnaire, Guard Warrior Duke and the Young Miss of Rodrigos, those were happened to be on the scene and greatly defended by the Queen. Elder Robert cleared his throat. Although he is very calm, the news itself is dynamic. Not an easy thing for any shifter alive. "Ladies and gentlemen, hopefully, our discussion has come to a point and we all agree to show a proper respect to the warrior Moon." Pausing he looked around to all b