Chapter 272

Krimson’s P.O.V 25 years ago… The world seemed to blur as her gaze met mine. It was a mesmerizing connection that transcended time and space. In that moment, my wolf, that primal, instinctual part of me, howled fiercely inside my head, telling me what I couldn't deny – that this woman, the woman that I would later on come to know as Harmona, was my mate. I was horrified, unable to reconcile the cruel Alpha's daughter with being the one destined for me. The conflicting emotions within me swirled like a tempest, and I couldn't comprehend the irony of fate. Why her? Why now? I ducked down behind the crowd, concealing myself as I grappled with the overwhelming realization. This was something I couldn't escape, an undeniable bond that transcended all logic and reason. I had escaped from all the merriment with an empty stomach that night, back to the slave quarters after leaving the clothes I had stolen back to where it had belonged. But thankfully, my drunken assailants had long left the ar