Osman quietly let out a sigh. Did he miss some important information in regards to being a Lycan? He honestly didn't tell anyone yet, but he was actually planning to consult the King about his status as soon as he saw an opportunity to do so. Or maybe he could ask Bella about it later instead? Maybe she had more knowledge about Lycans than he thought.
Thinking about this, Osman couldn't help but take in a deep breath, lingering on the divine scent inside the carriage before he let the air out in a steady stream… The scent had become very distinct in his nose lately. It all started on that day when Bella turned her hair back to its original charcoal color... that day when he first witnessed her fight in the arena…
