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As they continued their walk through the clan, more werewolves both old and young greeted her. Some even pointed out how much she smells like their king while looking so fascinated by it. She took those well-meaning words like the compliments they are.

The children flocked around her. She'd spent more time with children here in Naturiah than all throughout her life in her world, and she's coming to realize how much of an adorable soul they are.

For a good portion of the day, they surrounded her, getting her to give into telling them about the human world. So, she told them stories after stories, while walking around town.

It was late evening by the time she finally arrived back at the Tower. The guards bowed their heads to her as she moved past the gates and entered through the heavy doors of the entrance.

Even with all the problems around her now, she was happy about how accepting the people are becoming of her. All sweaty and ready for a bath, she took off her clothes.

Reaching for her towel, she wrapped herself and headed for the bathroom. Ismena was most surprised when she turned the shower diverter On, but no water came out of it.

"Oh? Did the water finish?" She muttered, turning it Off and On again, and again and again. No water.

Turning it off, she went out of the balcony and waved her hand, catching the attention of one of the sentinel guards at the gate.

"Please, call Marian to my room." She did not bother to shout, knowing that the Sentinel already tuned in to her voice.

His head nodded. The sentinel spoke some words she couldn't hear.

Then, he raised his head towards her and nodded again, a way of telling her that he'd delivered her message.

"Thank you."

He bowed his head.

Back in her bedroom, she waited patiently for Mirian. She did not wait long.

The door opened and the older woman hurried into the bedroom. "I'm here, my lady. Do you need my assistance with anything?"

"I wanted to take a shower but the water is not coming up."

"Oh? I'm so sorry about that, my lady. That only happens when water finishes in the two wells. I will have the guards fill it up with water. In a few hours, the showers will work just right again."

"Alright, thank you, Mirian."

"My pleasure, my lady. So what do you plan to do? Do you want me to run you a nice bath or do you still want a shower?" The older woman cocked her head to the side in thought, "If it must be the latter, I suggest you use the shower in the King's chambers."

Ismena was really tempted to. "Well, I don't know if that's a good idea..."

"If you're worried about invading his privacy or entering his chambers without his permission, you have nothing to worry about, My Lady. TheAlpha King went to the Reptile clan, he wouldn't be back for a few hours."

"I think I'll use his bathroom." She decided. With the tension that has fallen between them for over a week, she wouldn't want to be caught in his room without his invitation. So, she'll be fast about that.

She finished taking her shower, stepped into the bedroom, and gasped.

Wolfaraine was sitting on the bed, his hands palming his head. He seems to be in deep thought.

Butterflies spread through her belly at the sight of him, and her heart raced—and it wasn't because he'd caught her in his bedroom either. The distance between them made her crave this man more.

Looking at him now, the invisible barrier that formed between them during the week felt like torture.

If he's aware of her presence or heard her startled sound, he made no indications about it.

She cleared her throat, "Ehm, I a-apologize for being here. T-The water finished, so, I had to u-use this one."

She was clearly fluttered and it showed, but he wasn't looking at her. "It's alright, Ismena."

He murmured the words in a low tone, she had a hard time hearing him. But he sounded tired.