The final day of the three-day royal hunt had come to a close, without any further unexpected incidents.
Lucian's Hawk Recon Unit had remained on constant alert, hidden in the shadows, ensuring that no one could get close to Seraphina.
Of course, with all the disruptions that had occurred, Seraphina and Lucian hadn't managed to hunt anything noteworthy. But in return, they had caught something far more valuable.
An alliance, sealed by the bond known as "mates."
Seraphina hadn't told Duke Richard yet. She knew he would fiercely oppose it. To him, the royal family were cold-blooded power-hungry beasts, utterly untrustworthy.
But Seraphina also knew she couldn't keep running forever like a coward. No matter how far she fled, they would eventually find her. So rather than flee, why not borrow Lucian's strength and build a force of her own to fight back?
She didn't fully trust him, not yet. But trying was better than doing nothing. After all, she didn't have many options.
