72. THE “MAIDEN” DAVE
VALERIA
I must admit that when I saw the ancient castle towers on the misty hill, I let out a sigh of relief.
I peeked through the carriage curtain at the powerful lycan riding beside me, admired everywhere we passed.
Many things had happened during this journey.
Discreetly, I touched the mark on my nape, hidden by the dress's collar.
His powerful canines were imprinted on my skin, claiming me as his, even if only temporarily.
Now, how was I supposed to behave around His Majesty?
So many though