"Okay, first of all, your mate has a certain characteristic that will give you a clue about her identity," the white rabbit said. "Your fated one is a young woman with a pure heart. She is sweet and understanding, and she will love you no matter how filthy and cursed you are."
"Second, you will be at ease whenever you are around her. You will gravitate towards her, and want to spend all of your time with her."
’Isn’t that just Swan?’ Gale thought. Swan was a very sweet lady, she was well-loved by everyone in his kingdom. He was also at ease whenever he was around her, and the alluring scent of her body made him feel like he could forget about his painful curse every night.
Thus, he was hopeful that Swan might be his fated mate... until the white rabbit mentioned the last characteristic that his mate should have.
"Third, she is an angel."
"An... angel?" Gale frowned. "You mean, a girl with a pure heart, right?"
"No, she is a literal angel. With angelic halo and a wing behind her back," the white rabbit clarified. "She is a Goddess’ daughter. In human culture, she should’ve been revered or at least become a Saintess since she was young."
Gale knew Swan’s mother was Queen Anastasia, and he doubted that woman was a goddess. Because if she was, she could’ve just won the war by herself.
Gale clenched his fists, "That doesn’t help me and Swan at all. I want her to be my destined one. I don’t care about an angel."
"Don’t be so hasty, little wolf. I told you I cannot determine your fated mate because you have been cursed. However, once you’ve met her and gotten one kiss from her, the curse in your body should be lifted, and then I can help you by making Swan of Holy Achate to be your fated mate."
Gale was astonished because it made total sense. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
He didn’t need to love whoever this ’fated mate’ he had. As long as he was cured of his curse, he could be together with Swan.
Thus, he had his newfound determination, "Alright, I trust you, Goddess. I will find my fated mate, and then get myself cured. Don’t break your promise, or I will desecrate this lake and destroy every statue of you, so nobody can worship you anymore."
"You are still the same stubborn little wolf from decades ago," the white rabbit sighed. "But you should be careful, your rut will come soon, and you might hurt that fragile princess if you aren’t careful. My suggestion is for you to mark a hundred more women so your rut would be easier to deal with."
"Stop speaking nonsense, you damned goddess."
The white rabbit giggled mischievously, "Well, you know you can always take the shortcut by exposing your eyes to all of those women. If one of them doesn’t die instantly, then she is your fated mate."
"As if I can do that," Gale scowled as he turned around and left the Sacred Selene Lake.
The white rabbit’s beady eyes stared at the strong back with many battle scars of the cursed wolf before turning around to face the destroyed statue before her.
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