Chapter 69: Depths of Hell

TRISTAN:

I gasped for air as soon as Dahlia said those words to me, and I found myself bolting upright in bed.

It was pitch black now. I couldn’t see a thing… What happened?

Suddenly, a pair of arms wounded itself around my waist. I looked at my side.

After a few minutes, my eyes had begun to adjust to the dark. It was Dahlly’s slim arms alright, and she’s asleep.

Damn it, that dream felt far too real!

‘What happened,’ I asked my wolves.

‘What else? You dozed off in pleasure,’ Arthur said wryly.

‘And?’

‘And what now? How can I possibly know what’s going on after we fall asleep?’

I looked once more at my wife sleeping innocently beside me… It really was just a dream, right? After all, wouldn’t Dahlly have run away if she really saw the rune in my head?

However, something dawned in me earlier when Dahlly and I were in the bathroom.

Didn’t she ask me back then if I could transform to another wolf?...