Chapter Thirty-Seven : Blessed

"You prepared a lot," Caspian said. His arctic blue eyes played with the shades of amber. Since my wolf was awakened and bitten by its mate, the energy emitting from Caspian's body began to intoxicate it. "I had to. After all, I assumed at least one of you would be an alpha," Eleanor said, holding my body in his arms. My breathing had gotten faster, leaving my body with no strength even to protest. Eleanor clutched my body from behind, forcing me to stand still. His one arm snaked in the front, clenching my jaw. My eyes met Caspian's as I noticed him inside the cage. I failed to read the expressions playing on his face. Apart from those burning amber eyes, nothing about him appeared agitated. He was even calmer than ever. So, the stories were not real after all, I said inside my mind. I had read enough fantasy novels, most depicting the same idea of the obsessive and protective image of one's mate. I wondered why my mate wouldn't do the same and save me like a damsel in distr