Cecilia was extremely furious and disappointed in Raphael. All she desired was an act of complete revenge against Winter, but why did he have to go to this extent and save his enemy’s daughter?“I just hope you don’t die yet," Cecilia asserted. “I will leave if you want me to, but don’t expect me to sit back and let you do what you want.” She murmured and returned to her room to collect her things and leave the palace as soon as possible. Cecilia looked at the servants and asked them to pack her belongings quickly. She had no intention to stay in the palace for another second. A maidservant walked in and informed Cecilia about Nathan and Hector. “Why are you two here?” Cecilia crossed her arms together as she saw them walking in.“If we had waited, would you have let us in?” Nathan inquired and looked at the servants, who were packing Cecilia’s clothes.“I do not want to talk with the two of you,” Cecilia stated and averted her gaze from them. “Even if you two stop me, I won’t. I am

Winter pulled away, shooting a sharp glance at Raphael in response to his unexpected kiss. However, he gently anchored his hand on the back of her head and once more drew her into a kiss.As an omega, Winter possessed an allure that heightened Raphael's attraction toward her. His resolve to resist her was tested when her icy fingers grazed his skin. Despite his efforts, his restraint crumbled as Winter unwittingly drew near to him.Raphael skillfully nibbled at her lips, his body emanating an uncharacteristic intensity of warmth. As his teeth lightly brushed against her lips, she stifled a muted gasp, uncertain of what might follow. Yet, he maintained the kiss's innocence, keeping it pure. With a smooth motion, he rose to his feet, drawing Winter up alongside him. Positioned on the elevated platform of the bathtub, her head hovered just inches above Raphael's.As Raphael pulled Winter into the huge bathtub, the soap bar fell off her hand, and she emitted another gasp. The sensation of

The next morning Raphael after getting ready returned to his chamber, feeling burdened with worries. He knew that with Hector, Cecilia, and Nathan around, things would be taken care of. However, his immediate concern was his upcoming rut. In the past, he managed to suppress his desires as he had no mate. But lately, being near Winter made it hard for him to control himself even on regular days. Now, with his rut approaching, he feared his overwhelming desire for Winter, which was overpowering his mind. Last night, after having a conversation with Nathan and Hector, he contemplated whether he began liking Winter. But that was not possible. He would never love his enemy's daughter. He was confident that it was lust in him that made him attracted toward Winter all the time. Entering his bedchamber, Raphael found Winter changing the flowers in a pot. "Why are you here?" he asked in bewilderment. He remembered he didn't summon her there. "Your Majesty!" Winter bowed her head, greeted h

Winter finished cleaning and doing the other chores she was tasked with before Raphael arrived from the court. She glanced at him with her doe eyes, holding the duster tightly in her hands while he glared and looked angry. 'Did I do something again?' Winter thought and lowered her eyes. She thought to leave and slowly walked toward him. "If His Majesty needs something, he shall ring the bell," she said and bowed slightly before pivoting on her belle shoes. "Stop!" Raphael said and she again turned to look at him. "I won't be in the palace for a few days," Raphael informed Winter. But he didn't tell her his rut was approaching and he needed to stay away from her, miles away, especially when she was his mate. "Hmm. Is it for work?" Winter queried. "Yes," Raphael lied since that was the plausible response in his eyes. Winter was happy that she would not have to see him for a few days. As she raised her head to look at him, his lips were the first part of him that she noticed. She r

Hector gritted his teeth in anger when Raphael suddenly asked him to leave. It was Raphael, who asked him to find out about the rumors in the palace. And when he gathered the information, Raphael asked him to leave. Hector entered the main palace and headed to the royal garden to calm himself down. The place with greenery, where he would always find solace from his work. “Why is Raphael like this!? Damn him!” Hector cursed and punched the tree in front of him. Because of his werewolf strength, the tree got shaken from stem to the top and the leaves fell off its branches. “Easy, Hector. You are committing a sin by cursing the king!” Nathan appeared out of nowhere. Hector jumped in fright at his sudden appearance, “What the hell? Why are you here?” he asked in a fury. “I have been here for the last two hours.” Nathan told Hector, “But you were the one who arrived here abruptly and started cursing at our almighty king. You are even angry at me for no reason.”Hector rolled his eyes