Aeris’s pov
The golden sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing my face in a warm glow. It gently nudged me from sleep, and the first sight I saw made my heart skip a beat—Caspian, lying peacefully beside me. His features, so flawless and strong, seemed almost otherworldly, like a god who had descended to the mortal realm. I couldn’t help but wonder how I had gotten this lucky, to have him not only as the legendary Lycan king but as a man—kind, protective, and deeply loyal.
A faint blush crept up my cheeks as memories of the night we had shared flooded back. Every touch, every whispered word replayed in my mind, making me almost reluctant to leave the warmth of his embrace. But the weight of duty was heavy on my shoulders. I was not just a lover, but the queen of Mistfell. With a
