The Vicious Attempt on Her Life
Under the envious gazes of the female beasts, and approving nods of the males, the Werewolf Clan, with their King in the lead and his mate on his back, set off for the Underworld Palace.
Boom!
Boom!
The magnificent procession was awe-inspiring. Solemn and organized, it raised wistful sighs and intense longing in the hearts of many. The two individuals that were the focus of every beast's attention, however, were in a realm of their own.
Versailles gently ran her soft hand through the lustrous black fur beneath her palm, absorbing the soothing warmth into her essence as she leaned forward and laid her head on the black wolf's back. Her cool breath fell on his neck in tantalizing intervals, causing him to shiver in thrill from the distinct temperature difference.
"Heh...!"
Sensing his reaction, she laughed in dark pleasure, eliciting a suppressed groan and warning growl from him.