l

is small boat. My hands wrapped aroun

arents in my entire life. My mother died when I was little, protecting me from a rogue attac

left behind. I thought I only needed to endure until I turned 18 and gained a strong wolf. Turns ou

ce rights to my parents' house and belongings. That day, I was supposed to

ed as bitter laughter accompanied my journey

even turn around to save me. He saw me being taken away a

nly acknowledged our bond, ended up imprisoning m

ice snapped me out of my thoughts and handed me a small

ed the jacket over my shoulde

ntment to your wounds," he o

d it again, taking

by morning. This man was also a lycan, wasn't he? He should have kn

le electric shock when our fingers touched. Our eyes widene

the hell

ry," I s

st. We were silent, and I averted my gaze to the dark sea. My

I rolled up my sleeve with one hand. I winced in pain as I saw the reddish swelling on my arm. T

he man offered, reachi

can do it myself

romise I won't bite." He r

him. He gazed at me for a long time before I finally trusted him. Car

d extended my arm to him. Goddes

ed in the bottle's cap. I winced as the ointment touched my arm

an like us," he said, glancing at my face bef

I smiled sl

ved me from that prison. I was obliged to thank him and ask

You can call me Alexa. W

me before clearing his throat. "Ha

is head lowered, his face unfriendly. His ja

g at his face, trying to find an expressi

save me?" I a

wed brow. He thought for a long time

e," he said

ut I didn't know how to react. Of course, I didn't instantly trust

you taking

e walked back into the control room, shutting the door w

th his words? I couldn't understand how he could risk his l

y the sea, I didn't feel nauseous. Thi

eepy. Exhaustion won the battle of consciousness until I fell sound asleep.

*

y eyes and immediately saw an unfamiliar brown ceiling

sun, the vast blue sea, and the sky stretching as far as I could see. I inhaled so deep unt

down while his legs stayed straight behind him in a perfect push-up position. Even though t

as I raised my hand to shield the glare. The necklace he wore was shaped like a wolf'

s back seemed to create a glowing effect, tempting to touch. Moreover, the distinct scent of swe

above his eyebrows. His dark hair contrasted with the bright ocean view. I swall

want to be u

thril voice the same thought I had. Harlow gradually became aware and then looked up

sked as he wiped his

d my arm to suppress all the inappropriate

ng the journey." He put the damp towel back and grabbed a white sh

" I a

take

" I ask

at look again! What was going through his mind? Why w

a safe place f