Chapter: 241

What if it turned out to be just a rumor and the trip there was a waste?

“At least we found a way out” It was Luna Lisa who spoke up and broke the silence making the whole lot of us look in her direction “At least there’s a way, instead of standing around and saying when or if, it’s better to risk it in the hope that the best will happen”

She looked confident and for the first time, there were no tears.

Yes, she was right…

I can’t just rely on hope but have to take risks.

So, I nodded my head confidently while looking at my mate’s parents.

“You’re right… we’re going to Switzerland” I said firmly and made them smile at that.

Let’s go to Gwen Point of View

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I felt a little confused by what I saw, which was very strange until I regained consciousness and saw the figure of a man sleeping on the sofa beside my bed.

Titus…?

He’s sleeping on the sofa?

Could it be that he thought I would be uncomfortable if he slept next to me?

However, am I comfortable enough to let him sleep with me?

Letting out a long sigh, I picked up the thick jacket I had placed beside my bed and put it on, the cold air pierced my skin to the point that I had to wear two layers of jacket.

Walking slowly until standing next to the window, I had never thought that I was here, in a world where werewolves existed, a world that I thought was only fiction or only existed in stories, but here I am now.

With a handsome man who claims that he is my mate, but not only looks, he is also a king.

Wow… am I in a dream world right now?

How did this happen to me?

All this still feels like a dream…

However, looking outside and seeing the view of the palace, showed me that I wasn’t dreaming.

They say this has been my home since I became the king’s mate, but this is like the first time I’ve entered it.

Why isn’t my memory coming back?! I don’t even remember anything about this place or my parents. Looking at Lisa and Blake, I know they are holding back their emotions and sadness when they know I don’t identify them. Yes, I would be upset too if I were them and knew my daughter didn’t recognise me.

God, why is this happening to me?

At first when I arrived, I took a look around hoping to see familiar things or faces but I found nothing.

IF I had thought the castle was beautiful from the outside, the inside is incomparable. This inexplicable strength in the castle or withstanding age old beauty, a type of eternity seemed to be cemented into the very walls. I had always thought the castle in England was beautiful but never thought I would see one extraordinarily beautiful with my own eyes.