The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: A Little Stone

Edmund quickly left the inn after making sure his wife was safe and well.

Before he went, he gave a firm command to Callen and a few of his most trusted soldiers to protect her at all costs while he was away.

He made his orders very clear. "I expect to see my wife safe and sound when I return."

Otherwise, they’d better hope the mighty Lycan King only fired them instead of doing something far worse.

Primrose honestly didn’t think anyone would suddenly attack the inn.

After all, Mirelle was here, and if she knew Mirelle, the woman had probably already spread the news all over Moonshadow that the King and Queen looked completely in love and even went shopping at her store.

If they tried to kill Primrose in broad daylight, they wouldn’t live to see the sunset.

In hindsight, becoming friends with the gossip queen had been one of her smartest moves.

After watching Edmund disappear into the distance, Primrose was planning to do what any reasonable person would: roll around in bed, nap, maybe eat some snack, and be delightfully lazy for the rest of the day.

However, before she could return to her room, she saw a carriage approaching the inn.

It didn’t bear any family crest or official emblem, just a plain carriage, the kind rented or belonged to someone who wasn’t nobility or from a well-known house.

But why was the carriage coming toward the inn?

Edmund had rented the entire place just for them, so no other guests were supposed to be allowed in.

If it belonged to the inn’s staff, it should’ve come in through the back, not straight to the front.

Should she be worried? No, Primrose doubted that.

That carriage must’ve crossed paths with Edmund on the way here, and there was no way he would’ve allowed something dangerous to approach her without stopping it.

"Lady Solene," Primrose said calmly, "do you mind checking who that is?"

Before Solene could step forward, Salem suddenly spoke from behind her. "There’s no need to check," he said after a brief pause. "It’s Raven."

Primrose blinked. Raven? fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

She looked at the carriage again. The curtains were drawn tight. There was no way anyone could see who was inside.

Could beasts really recognize each other just by scent?

From what she remembered, many of them seemed to react to her scent without even realizing it, so maybe that was one of the ways they identified each other.

Raven wasn’t a beast, but Salem had known her for so long that he was definitely familiar with her scent.

Still, Primrose couldn’t deny, it was kind of impressive.

It had been such a long time since they last saw each other, and yet ... he still recognized her scent without a second of doubt.

"Do skunks have a strong sense of smell?" she asked. It sounded like a joke, but she was actually serious.

"We do—but oh, come on, Your Majesty!" Salem let out an offended squawk. "I’m a honey badger, not a skunk!"

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