Chapter 30 - Ramose And Versailles (1/2)

Queen Nakee stopped a little distance away from the couple, taking in the werewolf king's appearance. Before today, she could swear that no creature in the Nar realm had ever seen the wolf king on two legs, in his human form.

Aside from her, there were other races with strange expressions in their eyes as they looked at the wolf king in human form. Inwardly, they wondered if the wolf king personally did not wish to shift before, hence staying in his wolf form on all occasions.

The wolf king was tall, as tall as the Bloodsucking clan members, only more muscular. But it was the lean with muscles type that radiated power from every pore of their being instead of only buff and brawny.

He had shoulder-length, silky black hair that framed his sculpted features and highlighted his dark eyes. With his floor-length black coat, the wolf was the personification of power and majesty.

Queen Nakee's heart skipped a beat as she dazedly admired the beautiful wolf specimen. In all the Nar realm, the only creature that could match the beast in beauty was the Bloodsucking clan's supreme elder Luke. But even he fell short in matching up to the wolf.

Fortunately, the beast already found his mate, otherwise, the whole realm would be in chaos by now, with every female creature seeking the wolf out to be his mate.

Or perhaps, the wolf was already aware of the turmoil he would bring, hence the reason why he never appeared in his human form in public?

Sensing her thoughts straying away, Queen Nakee cleared her throat loudly, startling the embracing couple.

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Versailles realized with a start that she was snuggling in the arms of a man in public. Her face heated with shame as she pushed the man away and stepped back. During the whole process, not once did she raise her head to look at him.

As she turned to leave, she caught the werewolves looking at her in admiration and respect, as if she was one of their own. Feeling the multiple gazes trained on her figure, she coldly glanced in the direction the strongest stare originated from, meeting the vampire's eyes as she reached the snake queen's side.

Without a change in her expression, Versailles turned her gaze away.

Ramose watched the departing figure of the flame hair girl with reluctance in his eyes. Recalling the warmth, pleasure, and peace he felt with her in his arms, his heart trembled in equal measure of excitement and joy.

After many years of dreaming of a single girl every night, and waiting patiently for his soulmate, in the most unlikely situations, he found both in the same person.

How could he possibly let her go now?

With that thought, he silently followed her, catching just in time the frosty gaze of the vampire fixed on his mate before masking his expression. Suddenly alarmed, Ramose protectively stood in front of Versailles, blocking the view of the supreme elder of the Bloodsucking clan as he frowned sharply at the snake queen.

'His mate was now the nominal queen of the werewolves. This snake queen was not expecting her to obey her orders, was she?'