Chapter 18 - Heath's Destined Mate

Old Duke Almandine's convoy of 1000 Lycan troops arrived at the northern city's border as midnight passed. Because they were rushing from the West, they arrived sooner than expected.

The Old Duke rode a large horse at the front of the convoy, galloping at a moderate pace through the deserted streets at midnight. He was followed by hundreds of his soldiers who made it back, along with prisoners of war who were strangely not tied up nor chained.

In no time, the victory convoy that had come quietly under the night sky had arrived at Almandine Castle. No cheers, no words, just mighty Lycans whose irises shone in the darkness.

Harriet and Heath stood to greet them at the end of the castle entrance steps. Leading everyone, Harriet knelt down respectfully as the Old Duke, the mighty Alpha, dismounted.

“My child, Harriet,” said the Old Duke when he saw Harriet getting up and standing, welcoming him, smiling with relief.

"Your Grace," Harriet returned the Old Duke's greeting. “Congratula