He must not be feeling well, to sit in such a posture. Was he feeling sick again?

Ravenna knelt behind him and gently massaged his shoulders.

His chambers were dark, and only the reflection of the moon penetrated through the door from his garden.

Sihwa hated the sight of light and loved the darkness in his room.

“Grimm.” He summoned and Grimm stood up and walked close to him.

His words were different this time. Gentle. Angelic and smooth. It took me a moment to realize this beautiful being before me was an alpha.

His eyelashes and how godly he looked as the moon shone on him made him gorgeous...