The Rogue King

embers of a fire nearby. He sat up quickly, frowning at the cloth that

clung to it, but the scent of flowers was overwhelmin

Lucas

Lucas be talking abou

or us just as we were born f

least he had to thank her for treating him so kindly and al

e curious about the woman. He folded the cloak

feet through the forest until he reached a small cabin. It looked old and weathere

nd winced as it cracked in his hand. He hadn’t meant to break it, but he supposed

o find the woman lying in bed, seemingly asleep. His heart ski

sion was tranquil, unbothered, unafraid in her sleep. She looked too beautiful, too

breathe with fear he might disturb he

, looking toward him through the darkness. He

’s t

idn’t think he would be able to handle scorn from this woman. Even Lucas seemed hesi

see him. He had already broken the lock on her cabin. She’d sav

ed and warmed u

’s

ver he could say in reply wouldn’t come.

ked my door. How

He hadn’t had much interaction with other people. Maybe he

ge of the bed, “Well... There’s not much to be do

lit it, “Have your wounds opened? Are you hungry? I do

m not sure what a bit of bread will

? Why was she treating him like an injured dog? Sure

she smel

ky comments, yet even Arthur’s anxiety about the situation seemed to fizzle away the longer he breathed in

er

he room with a glass of water and a few s

Aren’t you

so long as your paw

ch clenched nervously. Even L

rry. I-I thought you were a

pathetic, “You were hurt. It’s

ldn’t be able to do much about it. Honestly, save for the scrape, you didn’t

would tempt him like this, but he refrained. His hands were covered in dirt, blood,

He had never felt so embarrasse

lation was a warm, floating feeling easing

I

I end up talking too much when I’m around people. I'm sorry if I

e what she was, “

, “Mate? Wh

me… i thought I didn’t have a mate until I

d saying so much. He should have kept hi

? Are all werewolves like this? I mean… I don'

aid, “...Could you

e did his best to stay st

in some way. Maybe her scent was that of fresh daphne flower? “I still don't quite understand. What is a mate? Does every w

her question. If given the choice, he would spend the rest of h

I

as Arthur turned sharply towards the window. He pressed his body agains

wrong?” Da

ng to shake as the rush of an impending f

are co