Anastasia strode to her cabin when a shadow appeared from her peripheral vision, making her step back on instinct. But the moment she saw who it was, a smile automatically appeared on her exquisite face. “Ben! You’re back!”

Her sweet voice echoed within Ben’s heart, stirring his wolf’s protective instinct. Ben held Anastasia in her big burly arms, his every caress is gentler than the previous. He was holding her like a precious flower, not knowing Anastasia’s thoughts.

‘What took you so look? You are really a piece of garbage for making me wait this long!’

Despite Anastasia’s inner disgust toward Ben, not a trace of hostility could be seen...