Chapter 41

Aderyn's POV

"What's with you always running away?" He asked as he walked towards me. The more he came closer the more nervous I grew and I hated it.

"Well a captive do have right to run away from its captor." I told him and he sighed rubbing his hand on his face.

"I am not your captor Aderyn. I am your mate. How many times do I need to tell you this?" He asked and I turned around avoiding his gaze.

"I saw a wolf." I spoke and heard him humming in response.

"It was way too bigger than a normal one." I told him and stood their silently for some minutes before speaking again. "Was it you?" I asked and turned towards my side to face him.

He nodded reluctantly and shoved his hands into his pant pockets.

"He is the king. His name is Black," he told me and I nodded and pursed my lips.

"I saw him once before," I told him to which he gave me confused look.