His Real identity

"I'm in the mood to hear some good news, Amos. Don't tell me you couldn't find anything this time too!" Crimson enunciated, He was seated on the grand chair in the secret room of the castle where nobody had permission to enter. His eyes were closed and his head rested back on the chair while He thought about the stunt his mate pulled in him. She smacked his face. Hard!

And Damn, it really hurt. But the pleasure his beast got with their intimation stopped him from punishing her. He couldn't do anything then but set his dislocated jaw with her punch and leave her alone.

You will be my death, Lora!

He chuckled as His fingers were tapping softly against the armrest of the chair as He had been waiting for his wolf guard since the morning. 

The white wolf, Sky, who jumped in through the opened window transformed into its human form before walking near its master.