Aurelia Delensar woke with a loud sneeze, her nose tingling as if it had been tickled by something soft and fuzzy all night. She blamed the small blanket she had slept under.
But as she stood up, she noticed something black clinging to her collar—a strand of hair? It was about the length of her finger, tapered at the end, like the fur from a large dog’s tail.
The fastidious princess examined it with a puzzled frown.
“Did a dog climb on me in the middle of the night?”
Beside her, Caelum Valtaris’s tail stiffened, and he tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.
Cough…
It was almost autumn, and shedding fur was a natural phenomenon for the Lycan kind.
Fortunately, Aurelia didn’t dwell on it. She handed the small blanket to Caelum, patted her skirt to ensure nothing else was
