Scarlett found herself lost in thought, reflecting on the faces of those who had championed her before the formidable Lycan king. Though their names eluded her, a warm sense of gratitude enveloped her heart for each one who had spoken kindly of her.

"You cannot fathom the depth of those words, my king. Thank you,” she whispered, her fingers dancing nervously in her lap.

"In the quiet moments of reflection, I find solace in the truth that you have revealed to me. Your honesty ...