shuhaige
Chapter 36
Chapter 36 THE SOUND OF WAVES crashing against the shore and wind ristling through the trees were the only noises on the island, save for Siegren's question that lingered in the air. He couldn't help but notice Helga's tense posture and the brief flicker of discomfort on her face before she composed herself remember, I don't even know if my parents are still alive" she answered. "But if you're wondering where I was born. it wasn't in Verdentia."
"I don't
A slight twitch played at the corner of Siegren's brow as he lowered his had from her chin, his intense gaze narrowing in surprise. The words that had just left her lips were unexpected, and though he had already suspected she was a foreigner due to her striking features, it still caught him off guard to hear her confirm it. It was rare for someone from outside of Verdentia to live in their country, especially a werewolf like her After a few moments of silence, he finally broke the tension with a simple question
are
you from?
The conversation seemed normal on the surface, but there was an underlying current oension between them, causing Helga to nervously twiddle her fingers and take a deep breath. It was hard to believe that after all these years she would finally reveal the truth about herself to someone, especially to him who she had never confided in personally before.
"I was born in Narva, she answered, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of emotions. Her gaze then flickered to the ground for a brief moment before meeting her husband's eyes again. Even though she was just a young girl when her mother left her at the border of Verdentia, she still carried vivid memories of her birthplace and the pack she belonged to. But ever since that day, she had been forced to keep quiet about her past, bound by a promise to her desperate mother who warned her never to reveal her true identity. She felt a twinge of guilt for withholding this part of herself from her husband, but she rationalized that as long as she didn't reveal her true bloodline, it was acceptable to let him know she was a foreigner. "Narva Our neighboring country?" Siegren asked with a disbelieving tone, his eyebrows furrowing together. He was all too familiar with the animosity between their countries, not only from personal experience but also because of the ongoing dispute over territory ownership. For over two centuries, tension and conflict have simmered between the nations of this land. The fight over disputed territory has been ongoing, but thanks to a treaty signed long ago by the previous kings, peace has been maintained. Yet, even with this fragile agreement in place, there are still moments when each side must carefully monitor their borders for any signs of aggression or attempts at annexation. After all, both countries now have new leaders, and one cannot forget that Narva's King is a Lycan who ruthlessly eliminated the royal family to seize power. "Yes, Your Majesty," Helga replied, attempting to mask her uneasiness. She was well aware of the tensions between their countries, and she feared that the Alpha King may view her as a potential spy. Not to mention that her entire existence had been shrouded in mystery from't from the the very beginning and that she had willingly offered herself to be his Luna despite the negative rumors surrounding him
"I understand that you may have doubts about my existense ever since I showed up during the Luna selection, but I assure you, I had no hidden agenda when I volunteered that night. My only reason was the one I already shared with you," she continued, and Siegren let out a sigh. Due to their mate bond, he could feel her anxiety and nervousness, despite her attempts to conceal it. He took hold of her fidgeting hand and laced his fingers through hers, causing Helga to give him a puzzled look.
"At least you're aware that you're suspicious, but you don't have to worry, I'm not going to judge you for your ethnicity, nor will Hold your past actions against you. You've done nothing wrong." He assured, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles lightly. "And the fact that you willingly let me mark you speaks volumes that you are not a threat to me."Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
Helga's lips formed a tight line as she absorbed his words. A wave of relief flooded over her, replacing the anxiety and stress that had been consuming her just moments ago. Without realizing it, she squeezed his hands tightly as she gazed deeply into his red eyes, captivated by the glimmering lights dancing within them.
"You don't think I'm a spy or something?" she asked,
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to which Siegren siniply shopk his head and chuckled.
"The mate's bond is telling me that you mean no harm to me. So, I know for certain that you aren't a spy," he assured before he started walking and Helga followed behind, her gaze fixed on their clasped hands. "If you recall being from Narva, how can you not remember which pack you originally belonged to?"
"Some of my memories are hazy because I suffered a concussion from being beaten by the packs that took me in," she replied, mixing half-truths and lies. She didn't actually lose her memories, but she needed some way to justify her lack of detail about her past. She made sure to hide any signs of deception so Siegren wouldn't realize she wasn't being completely honest
"I can't even recall my parents' faces anymore."
she add added, and this one is a truth. A harsh reality. The traumas she endured had slowly erased the memories of their faces from her mind. It was a terrifying and painful experience for her, to forget them and the happy memories because they were being overshadowed by the horrors she faced every day. A bitter smile crept onto Helga's lips as she brushed a strand of hair behind her car, the wind tousling it gently. The unmistakable scent of saltwater filled her nostrils, giving her a slight comfort.
"The only thing I remember clearly is my given name, and where I came from... Her long eyelashes fluttered as she trailed off, her gaze shifting to Siegren when he stopped walking and tamed to face her while his hand remained firmly clasped around hers, a gesture of comfort in response to the sadness he could sense from her. He felt a twinge of guilt for asking such a personal question, but he needed answers in order to fully trust her without any fear of betrayal. After all, the main purpose of their honeymoon was to get to know each other on a deeper level. Do you have a sibling?"
No,"
she answered while shaking her head.
"Do you know the know the reason why your parents abandoned you? I know this is a sensitive topic, but I want us to get to know each other, and for that to happen, I need to know your past and everything that happened to you," Siegren spoke as calmly as possible, keeping his grip on her and gentle and comforting before he began walking again. "Were you mistreated?" "No, all I know is that there was a threat on my family's life, and the only way my parents could think of saving me was to leave me at the neighboring country's border." Helga explained, recalling how her mother rode the horse while holding her as tight as she could. "Did you resent them? I mean, I understand their intention to keep you safe, but leaving you in a neighboring country alone at such a young age seems almost cruel," Siegren asked, gazing at the pavilion where servants were busy preparing the table. Helga's a's fingers twitch involuntarily as her eyes wander to the pavilion in the distance, it stood prominently with its elevated. position and long bridge supported by pillars. She could already imagine how serene it would be to dine there, not only because of the beautiful surroundings but also because of the privacy it offered. For a moment, her thoughts drifted away from the question as she daydreamed about the pavilion until she was snapped back into reality. "There was time that I did," she finally responded before looking at Siegren who stopped again and looked at her, waiting for her to continue. "But I've learned how to let go and move forward with my life. Dealing with the same treatment everywhere I go has forced me to become accustomed to it and simply accept my fate." She shrugged nonchalantly, but her eyes widened with surprise when Siegren pulled him into a warm embrace. He could sense the weight of sadness in her voice as she spoke, and it made his heart ache. He wanted to console her, and mostly, it gave him the motivation to give her a life filled with love and joy, something that she deserved after the hardships she'd gone through
Don't worry, from now on, I will try my best to give you a life that is different from what you've experienced so far." Sieg promised, tightening his arms around Helga for reassurance. "I will also try to be gentler and treat you better." Siegren gently pulled away from the embrace and gazed at Helga, her smile radiating with gratitude. Her cheeks glowed with a soft pink hue, a sign of her flustered state, and her heart fluttered with excitement as she hung onto every word of 12:43 Thu, Oct 17
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reassurance that Stegten spoke to her.
"Thank you," she said, a smile spreading across her face as Siegren patted her head with his free hand. The warm glow of happiness radiated from them both as they were approached by a servant, who informed them that the meal was ready. They exchanged glances and held each other hands tightly before making their way towards the grand Pavilion.
As they sat down at the elegantly set table, they shared stories and personal details about themselves, from their hobbies and favorite foods to their past experiences. With each passing moment, their connection deepened, and they became more comfortable in each other's presence, slowly settling into their new relationship status. They laughed, talked, and enjoyed each other's company until the sun began to set on the horizon, Signaling an end to a perfect day together.
However, unbeknownst to them, danger is about to emerge from the shadows that will put their teamwork to the ultimate test.