After Chris's school activity day ended, Maria didn't come to visit us.It seemed that she understood her presence would only make Prince Louis and I feel awkward, so she chose to retreat and didn't show up before us.I must admit, this did give me a sigh of relief.Because of the unpleasant incident that day, I actually felt somewhat sorry for Chris. But ultimately, it was Garfield Evans's inexplicable probing and provocation that caused it.I really couldn't believe that such a person was also a member of the Elder Council.In the werewolf community, the Elder Council's status was equivalent to that of the Congress in the United States. Even more so, because the nature of werewolves was to submit to the strong, almost every member who entered the Elder Council was extremely powerful and held high prestige as an Alpha in various packs.However, no matter how you looked at him, Garfield Evans completely failed to meet any of these criteria.He was indeed an Alpha, but he was frail and

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who thought that Garfield Evans' timing wasn't ideal.When Prince Louis appeared in the living room, his expression was far more formidable than mine. He didn't mince words and asked, "Garfield, what brings you here today?"Evans was still wearing the same coat and suit from last time, with his ruby wolf-headed cane placed beside him. In addition to that, he had on a pair of black leather gloves, making him look like a black crow perched on the couch.I heard him cough a few times and stood up to bow slightly to Prince Louis, "It's a pleasure to see you, Your Highness.""No more of these useless pleasantries. Just tell me the purpose of your visit," commanded Prince Louis, his brow furrowed. As he spoke, he held my hand and sat down on the couch opposite Garfield Evans.If I were Garfield Evans, facing Prince Louis' hostile attitude would surely have made me too afraid to even raise my head.But Garfield seemed completely oblivious to Prince Louis' gu

I'm a person of action. After deciding to move to Forest Castle, I went to school the next day to handle the leave of absence procedures.Louis initially wanted to accompany me to school. However, he had an event to attend tomorrow, so he could only have Hawk protect my safety along the way and reminded me to be cautious of strangers approaching.While walking on campus, I didn't even notice where Hawk was hiding.I attempted to call him in a low voice. Since it was lunch time, there were students passing by, engaging in occasional conversations. I thought he might not hear, but unexpectedly, he appeared in front of me again like a ghost, hanging upside down from a tree branch above my head."Hawk!" I shouted his name sharply. But he didn't seem to feel guilty at all. On the contrary, he found my reaction somewhat amusing. "What's wrong? Didn't you call my name?""But I didn't ask you to appear like this!" I patted my chest, still shaken, feeling like I might have a heart attack at th

Hawk watched me in silence.Although I knew he couldn't see, I still felt as if he was "gazing" deeply at my face in a different way."I understand," he nodded slowly after a prolonged silence, "I will follow your commands."Pausing for a moment, he softly pronounced my name."...Claire."The pause was a bit eerie, but with Hawk's injuries clouding my thoughts, I paid little attention to these details. As the car stopped in front of Olivia's house, we immediately swung open the doors and rushed out.Kyle fetched the medical box for us from the house. Despite being targeted by Hawk just moments ago, he now didn't mind tending to Hawk's wounds.However, Hawk coldly refused him, "I'll handle it myself."He remained unaffected by Kyle's goodwill, pouring some alcohol onto his arm and then wrapping the wound without a word. Watching his actions, I even began to wonder if Hawk could feel pain at all."Oh my goodness, what happened?"Mrs. Lucchese exclaimed, her hand covering her mouth as sh

I lay in Prince Louis' arms, my body completely stiff.For the rest of the journey, I wisely refrained from speaking. However, Prince Louis' expression remained serious. He held me tightly, his eyes fixed ahead, his sensual lips tightly pressed into a line.I covertly observed his lower half. His well-fitted pants were now straining, and I had seen that part a few times before. Each time I saw it, I couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on my scalp.Would I even be able to get out of bed tomorrow?I thought with a touch of pessimism.Although I felt uncomfortable, Prince Louis clearly had no intentions of continuing our activities in the car. Perhaps my earlier crying reminded him that being too reckless could hurt me.When we arrived at the villa, the sky was already tinted with the hues of sunset. He wrapped his coat around me and strode into the villa under the setting sun, not even sparing a glance at me, and headed upstairs."Do you need dinner?" Alfred asked from behind."