Feral desire

orm into his wolf form and hunt was overwhelming, a primal urge he couldn't igno

he finally emerged in his wolf form. With a burst of speed, he sprinted through the forest, the wind r

ng, and with it, the risk of losing control. His thoughts were consumed by Farah, his m

ation back into his human form. He bathed in a nearby stream, washing away the swe

to the palace, hoping to avoid detection. Little did

d been watching him, determined to uncover his secrets. Though Kael caught her scent

ume. He turned to see a petite brunette with striking hazel eyes emerging from the balcon

yes sparkling with curiosity. "You must be the new

head respectf

one. "So, tell me... what's your name?" She raised an

he replied, his e

ne. "You can look at me, Kael." He hesita

yes on a man as captivating as Kael. His chiseled featur

rise. "It seems like a lowly position. Why don't you become my personal guard ins

polite but firm. "That's very kind of you, my

aking on a haughty tone. "Very well. I'll be seeing you again, Kael." With that

ar scent of his mate, Farah. A slow smile spread across

owed, his voice l

suspicion. "Tell me, where were you coming fr

his composure. "I went to the stream, Your Highness

treams within the palace grounds. Why did you feel the nee

"I simply preferred the stream outside, Your Highness. No parti

something, Kael. And I'll uncover it soon enough." With that, s

here was Farah, his mate. Claiming her was crucial, but he doubted she'd accept him,

bear the thought of Farah hating him more than she already did. But what other choice did he have? He