15. ARRIVING TO THE PACK

VALERIA

The King's carriage was spacious and comfortable, lined with soft red and black velvet.

We had left the castle that morning, traveling along winding roads toward a distant pack.

As soon as we emerged from the dark mist surrounding the forest, I tensed slightly, nervously watching out the window.

It was absurd to think they might still be hunting me outside the Golden Moon pack. Maybe they didn’t even realize I was still alive.

His Majesty sat across from me, absorbed in reading several manuscripts, fully focused on his task.

He wasn’t a man of many words, and the trip was quickly becoming dull.

At some point, I closed my eyes, but a sudden jolt of the carriage startled me awake.

A comforting warmth was pressed against my side—my head resting on a broad, muscular shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Your Majesty!" I shot up, stiff as a board, realizing I had been sleeping against the King.

Wasn’t he supposed to be sitting across from me?

"Why are you apologizing this time? For breathing? O
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