By midnight, the dark chamber was flooded with the scent of flowers that had been arranged around the room. The red drapes fluttered in a cool wind while the aromatic candles had long since extinguished. The she-wolf moaned louder on the bed as she tasted another wave of her heat, releasing her sweet scent that had long since taken over the room.
The creak of the chamber's door was followed by calculated footsteps moving around the room. The owner had never needed lights, thus the bedroom was always as gloomy as a new moon. Everything had been black for him since birth. Miles' footsteps came to a halt in front of the bridal bed, the female moaning before him as he climbed onto the mattress inhaling the intoxicating scent of her heat. Violet opened her eyes to see the handsome Crown Prince
