The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 551

Leaving Andrius and Noelle alone.

“Mr. Moonshade…”

A moment of silence later, Noelle asked, “You’ve done so much for Ms. Crestfall. Why don’t you just tell her the truth? If you tell her that you are the Wolf King, it will definitely improve your relationship with her.”

The title of the Wolf King alone was enough to drive countless girls crazy.

Andrius shook his head. “This is my matter. I don’t need the world to know about it. It will only bring more

trouble.”

Noelle looked regretful. “So, you are going to let her misunderstand you for life and shoulder all the blame?”

She thought of herself when she said those words to Andrius. Had she not gone up to Camelback Mountain and seen it with her own eyes, she would have continued to misunderstand Andrius as well.

The thought increased her admiration for Andrius.

“Heavy is the head that wears the crown.” Andrius looked up into the night sky and said, “The Wolf King is a lone wolf that people don’t understand. He must walk the path of bramble alone; if he wants to reach the top, he must first have the heart to hold the world.”

Noelle shuddered.

Although Andrius was right in front of her, she felt like she was looking at a superior being standing on a mountain peak, peering down at all life. He was like the supreme God or a reigning ruler.

Her heart melted and reforged into one just for Andrius.

soft brilliance on the land. A shade of white appeared from the horizon

the dark clouds moved closer, the night

the full moon was shrouded, it darkened

down one’s spine. The

Whirr!

were startled,

Kakroom!

broke the eternal dark sky for a split second. The land then returned to darkness when the bolt of

Swoosh!

started to rain cats and dogs, forming torrential streams on the

on her bed with her

the loud rain and frightening thunder. It irritated her even

there, but he left behind

Andrius was still around, he was flirting with some girl. More

and he

just a boastful

intervene at every critical moment and save her from

her side at times, at least with his loud

whereas the other was

together because it would defile

Phew

a deep breath and finally

clown, a pawn in her game of marriage. There was no need for her to be so concerned about him. He could do whatever he