Until darkness fell through, the king couldn't transform to his human form. No matter how he fought, his lycan resisted him and clung to Odessa. At some point, she dozed off while laying on the cool scaly skin of the creature.
When she woke up again, she was stunned to see the king's human arms wrapped around her, no longer his lycan, and he was deep asleep like someone who was weakened after a long fight.
She adjusted his hair behind his ears, and a thin line formed on her lips. “He fought with his lycan and became weak. He will probably be stunned if he wakes to find himself wrapping me like this.” she grinned widely.
After a long time staring at his face, she decided to make a move, but he dragged her closer to himself, gripping him tighter.
“I'm not comfortable, Your Majesty…” she
