It soon began to downpour, filling the surroundings with the scent of the earthy smell.

"How is her fever now?" Ophelia, who had just returned home after she had cleaned the mess that arrogant Prince has created, asked her mother while perching down with her fourteen-year-old sister on her bed.

Isla had been sick for two days and tonight her fever decided to go up. Emma, the single parent of the two beautiful young ladies, was dabbing a wet cloth onto Isla's forehead.

"She doesn't seem okay, if she didn't get the medicine, her fever will not go down," Emma looked older than her age. The wrinkles around her eyes and the bags under them with her dry lips would make her look even older.

She, along with the rest of the humans, was leading a hard-working life. Humans were meant to serve the vampires and the werewolves, while vampires would serve the werewolves.

As the lowest tier, humans were always assigned the least respectable jobs in the eyes of the powerful creatures. In every working job, humans would be given the lowest position.

Ophelia and her mother would work in a small tavern together, the one they had built by selling all the goods they ever had. The wages were so low that they could barely make the ends meet, let alone have savings for the future.

"I can go to the nearest pharmacy of Mr. Harrold and maybe try to rent some medicine." Ophelia watched her mother's face change expressions with every word her lips spoke. She was wearing the same white wool sweater she had been wearing for two days and a pair of blue trousers as a bottom.

"He is a miser, greedy, werewolf pet, he had forgotten about his kind. Talking to him will be a fool's errand," Emma didn't like those humans, who would torture their own kind to remain in good books of the vampires or the werewolves.

Mr. Harrold was a well-known physician and a dirtbag with no morals and decency accumulating in his blood.

"I can still try, besides, he has been keeping his pharmacy open till late times these days, he has been given the privilege by the Alpha King for being a snitch. If I leave now, I'll be able to get to him before he closes the pharmacy," Ophelia knew, deep down inside that her mother wanted to stop her not because of the downpour, but because if any supernatural being spotted her out of the house in the dark, they will take advantage of her. This is how they have been living with an alpha king ruling the whole world and them suffering at the hands of everyone.

"Don't fret, I'll return the moment I get hold of the medicine," Ophelia bent down and kissed her mother's head before she pulled up a gray sweater over her body and left the house with an umbrella to prevent the rain from soaking her wet.

Ophelia had miscalculated the intensity of the rain while leaving the house, but she soon realized when her steps kept sliding down the steep before she could meet up to the small road, probably 13 feet wider, shrouded with rain and fog. The road lacked the guardrails and the steep down was more than 200 feet down, extremely deadly.

She had to keep herself close to the mountain instead of the steep. She had soon safely reached Mr. Harrold's pharmacy, where he was still perched, waiting for the rain to stop so that he could leave for his house.

This thirty-five-year-old man had no upstanding to the righteous deeds, it was told that he would sell his soul for an appreciation from the Alpha king.

He saw the beautiful Ophelia entering his shop and his eyes immediately beamed with thirst. It was no secret that Ophelia was the most gorgeous young lady known among the whole land and every kind.

She dropped the umbrella to the side and rubbed her hands together to warm them up once she noticed how red and cold they have turned during the walk she took towards the pharmacy.

"Hey, Mr. Harrold, how are you doing tonight?" she greeted him pleasantly, wearing a smile that she would fake to the people she didn't really like, but felt compelled to giggle in front of.

"I'm doing well Miss Ophelia, what brings you here at this time of the night and in this weather?" his black eyes quickly scanned her with a smile on his lips. It was a log pharmacy with herbs and medicines made by him and his wife for all kinds.

"Isla has a fever and it's not going down, I was thinking maybe you could manage to give me a medicine," she squeezed her one eye close, hoping he would be able to squeeze out medicine for her.

"You know what you would need to do to be able to get a medicine from me, right?" his lip curled a bit upward, the loud gulp he took when his eyes scanned her body over was not a secret too.

Ophelia scowled crudely at the filthy remark he made. His one-sided smile grew bigger as he shook his head immodestly.

"I mean, you need a permit princess," his tone turned bitter after she rejected his advances through the glaring of her eyes.

"How am I supposed to get a permit now? It's raining and is very late," before she could even proceed, he intervened.

"Don't state the obvious, I can see it's raining. Why do you think I'm sitting here when I can go home to my wife to please her?" his lascivious habits were public knowledge, but since he was the only human that was close to the Alpha king, he never got punished as long as he kept his lewdness towards the humans only.

"Listen, can you please help me? I'll pay you double for it whenever I've the money," She almost begged, and hated every second of it.

They could hear the rain splashing against the wood and the glass windows of the pharmacy very audibly, making things even awkward for Ophelia.

"Okay, there is only one condition," He placed his palms on the wooden table between them to lean ahead towards her, "You have to please me," his eyes traveled down to her lips and he silently gulped.

His words sent shivers down her spine, the shivers of disgust and a sudden fit of rage.

"I'll go get the permit," she raised her brow while glaring him in the eye. She was known to be rebellious but would somehow save herself from the troubles all the time.

She would only keep her mouth shut to some extent, the instant her esteem was on the line, she didn't care about the circumstances.

"Well, you better hurry up because as soon as the rain stops, I'm heading back home. I'm too hard to stay here in this empty, boring shop," He straightened his back and scoffed, a little hint of annoyance could be heard in the breath he exhaled.

There were a lot of things she could yell at him for, but she was in need and that was pretty much how humans were living now.

She picked up her umbrella and left the shop in haste.

As she had only entered the plain area where most of the parks, shops, and cafes were, she realized she wasn't alone. She was able to pick up that she had been followed by someone, someone that for sure wasn't a human.

Her body automatically shrunken as she nervously looked around in the search of the hounder.

Whoever it was, not only was he quick but also very sneaky. Ophelia was well aware of the dangers she could encounter once she left the house after dusk as a human being.

Her heartbeat kept racing with every step she took, even through the heavy rain, she could sense someone shadowing behind her.

She turned her head all the way back to observe and notice if she could see the person, and once she looked straight again, she could clearly see her stalker.

The young man had his wolf teeth sharpened and glowing with his eyes turned yellow. Before she could even react to this sudden encounter, he pulled her to the side in a quick move in one of the streets and pushed her against the wall.

A gasp escaped her lips, her umbrella flew away with the wind once her grip loosened around it.

The guy pinned her hands over her head and adjusted himself between her legs.

"Do you miss me, sweetheart?"

He crashed his lips against hers and bit her lower lip very aggressively, letting go of her wrist and unbuckling his pants in haste.

"Stop!" she muttered, frowning a bit, "I said, stop Gideon!" she pushed him off her by placing her hands on his chest and making eye contact with him while rain soaked them completely.

"What's going on? Why are you so mad?" Gideon was a werewolf, a powerful one. He had beautiful blue eyes, a tall and muscular body, and dirty blond hair. The rain made his features even stand out as he stared at Ophelia blankly.

"Did I make a mistake?" He tried to reach for her again but she turned her face to the other side. The cold night and the rain made things worse for Ophelia, now that she was a dunk in rain, her body was shivering out of the cold.

"My sister is sick, and because of your father's insane rules, I can't buy medicine without your father's, the almighty king's permit letter," as she spoke, the hatred was audible in her tone.

"Not only that, I would have been able to get the permit in time had your arrogant brother not caused the mess around my tavern, " she continued to complain.

Her accusation made Gideon ashamed and heartbroken.

He was the eldest and once a favorite child, but was replaced by Kaiden later.

Even though they were completely opposite from each other, they both shared one common interest. They both wanted a mate that was not from their own kind.

They were both victims of forbidden love.

"Isla is sick?" Gideon's eyes looked around impatiently in search of the umbrella he knocked out of her hand when he thought she was planning on sneaking into the castle to meet him.

"Why, you really thought I would risk my safety to sneak into your deadly castle just so that we can make out in rain?" Ophelia was angry that night, and rightfully so, her sister was sick and the shop owner had just displayed his nasty thoughts to her openly, and then she got stalked by the love of her life.

"I'm so sorry, I was transitioning into my wolf form when I smelt you around and my brain instantly thought you wanted to see me," Gideon looked ashamed of himself for quickly analyzing she wanted intimacy from him. He wanted to tease her a bit, that's why he decided to stalk her, not knowing the mental stress she was dealing with.

"It's fine. It's not like it's your fault. I will go grab the permit letter now. I have to go back home Gideon, Isla is very sick," she pulled herself close to Gideon, her palms resting on his strong, muscular chest as they both stared in eyes.

"You don't need to do any of that, I'll get the medicine and then drop you home. And before you deny, please let me do that," He held her arms very gently and waited for an affirmation from her. She bobbed her head lightly and that's when he filled her in his arms to calm her down as well as reduce the cold for her.

He followed her to the pharmacy but made sure he made his way before her to not make it apparent that they walked together.

As soon as Mr. Harrold saw Gideon, he gulped and mended his shirt to look pleasing to the Prince's eyes.

"Prince Gideon!" he showed the full teeth smile and peeked behind him at the outside, cursing at the rain because of which he stayed late, and now he encountered the Prince himself.

"I saw the lights in your shop, why isn't this shop closed yet?" Gideon's orotund voice made Mr. Harrold wheeze in response. The fear Mr. Harrold felt in his skin could be sensed from miles away and why not, Gideon was over 6 feet 2 inches tall, with broad shoulders, and heavy built guy. Not only was his humanly physical appearance a scary sight, but his wolf form was even deadly.

"Oh! I was taking shelter from the rain, besides, Alpha King has granted me some extra hours to keep my shop open," Mr. Harrold laughed awkwardly, his lips quivering every time he opened his mouth to make a sentence.

Ophelia interrupted them as she stormed inside the shop, all soaked in rain, pretending to be taken aback by the presence of Prince Gideon.

"Oh, greetings Prince Gideon," she bent her neck down and held her hands together in front of her body very obediently.

"Why are you out young lady? Is something going on here?" Gideon couldn't help but feel bad for his Ophelia, her body was shivering due to cold.

Mr. Harrold didn't admire the tone Gideon used, it could mean Prince Gideon had some sort of weird idea about them.

"My sister is not feeling well, she could use a medicine," she inquired in a very low, sad tone, "I was just on my way to the castle to get the permit but the weather got worse," She lied while looking down at her fingers.

"No need to bother the lord at this time, you have my permission," it was extremely hard for Gideon to act like he didn't care.

Ever since he had laid his eyes on the beautiful Ophelia, he had fallen for her courage and kindness. They remind friends for some time before Gideon couldn't help but express his feelings for her.

Their love wasn't a result of some bodily lust or game of entertainment, they had first known each other, befriended each other, and then express their feelings over the years.

"Here you go," Mr. Harrold hurriedly grabbed the medicine and set it on the table, but then the despicable human inside him jumped out, "What about the money? You can't just take it and leave." The moment Ophelia was about to touch her hand with the medicine, Mr. Harrold pulled the medicine back and said in his regular mean tone.

Gideon slowly lifted his face to Mr. Harrold, who was staring at Ophelia. The anger in Gideon's veins made his eyes change color, he immediately looked down and closed his eyes angrily.

How dare this low-life Peasant taunt his girl?

"DID I NOT TELL YOU TO GIVE HER THE MEDICINE AND SHUT YOUR SHOP DOWN," Gideon couldn't fight down the lividness in his veins once Mr. Harrold maltreated Ophelia.

Mr. Harrold hurriedly gulped in fear and handed Ophelia the medicine back.

"I'll leave now," Gideon announced, slowly turning towards Ophelia, who was also set to go. Gideon wanted to follow her to make sure she reaches home safely.

"You too, shut your shop down now," He glared at Harrold, who sneaked a glimpse of the rain and then anxiously looked around.

"It's still raining," he whispered in his mouth, hoping Gideon would give him a pass.

"You are not going to melt, if she can walk in rain, so can you. I have not heard that humans melt under the rain," One could tell from the tone Gideon used that he was still pissed at Harrold for mistreating his lover.

"Sorry! I'll shut it down then," Harrold wouldn't want to piss him off any further so, he swiftly agreed with his terms.

"And I'm taking this," Gideon, before leaving his pharmacy, took his umbrella from the stand. Harrold, as much as he desired to protest, remained silent as his only hope of keeping himself from getting soaked was ripped off from him.

Soon Ophelia was on her foot to her home while Gideon walked behind her, his arm pulled all the way to Ophelia and holding an umbrella over her head.

"That'd be fine," she saw her house from down and instead of climbing up the steep, she turned around to bid goodbye to her beloved Gideon.

"Are you sure you don't want me to pick you up at your house?" he was genuine in his offer but it made Ophelia to giggle sweetly.

"Just because I am a human and I'm unable to use my four limbs to walk, doesn't mean I can't climb the mountains and this is just a small steep," she rolled her eyes at him and gently pushed his hand away to make the umbrella rest over his head now.

"I know you are capable of much more, but it's not about what you can do, it's about what I want to do for you," He smiled while keeping his eyes on her beautiful face and watching raindrops dripping off her skin. He pulled his hand over her head again, holding the umbrella still.

"Well, you truly did a lot today," Ophelia gently shook her face and then batted her eyelashes, very steadying shifting the umbrella back on his head this time.

"I want to do much more for you, Ophelia!" His tone soothed her heart. This time, he didn't offer the umbrella, instead, he pulled himself closer to her so that both of them could be under the same umbrella, "Here, give it to Isla, she loves chocolates," He pulled out the biggest bar of chocolate and offered it to Ophelia, who was already swooning over his way of showing his affection to her.

She grabbed the chocolate out of his hands and shoved it in her pocket. Her head was lowered as she did so, and when she raised her face up, she found him watching her with unconditional love in his eyes. She shoved his hand to the side, putting the umbrella away from both of their heads, letting the rain wash their faces.

She raised her body on her tip toes and brushed her lips against his. He parted his lips and took her lips between his lips to suck the beauty out of them.

Their lips rubbed tightly against each other as he deepened the kiss, without touching her anywhere else.

Ophelia wanted to be pushed down by him and fu*** harder than ever, but now was not the right time for it as her sister was sick and she was already past her curfew.

They broke the kiss in fear of getting caught by anyone as their love was a forbidden tale they were writing.

She soon disappeared off his sight and climbed to her house. Gideon waited for a few more minutes and then slowly began to transition. Whenever it rained, Gideon would transform into his full wolf form and take a run around the whole land until the rain stopped.

"Were you talking to someone?" Emma watched her daughter get in and quickly take off her muddy shoes, strip off her soaked clothes, left in her undies. She picked up a cloth and wrapped it around her body.

"Ophelia!" her mother felt the secrecy in Ophelia's body language, "were you speaking to someone?" she questioned again and this time, her voice held more power to make sure that her daughter takes her seriously.

"No! Why would you say that? I was by myself." Ophelia hid the truth from her mother as she knew her mother would freak out if she ever came to know about her daughter's forbidden affair with a werewolf.

"Here, give her this medicine, I'll go quickly take a shower," Ophelia left the medicine on the nightstand and rushed into the bathroom.

Watching Ophelia's back, for some reasons, Emma started to worry about her beautiful daughter. There had been rumors running around that soon the Alpha King was going to announce a special day for his powerful sons and they were allowed to pick any human girl from their homes to sleep a night with them.

Emma feared that Kaiden was going to pick Ophelia. She always knew that her daughter was pretty and sexy enough that nearly everybody keeps wishing to sleep with her.