When Blake started to regain his strength, we started to teach him and Gurion proper manners. His injuries were yet to heal, but he could already do simple tasks. He surprisingly behaved, though he couldn't easily grasp the polite way of speaking to others yet. He may be rude sometimes, but now he knows how to apologize when he makes a mistake. I taught the two of them proper ways of collecting fruits, vegetables, and necessary herbs that we needed during the journey. I felt as if I had become the mother of two curious kids. As I had expected, Blake was just ferocious because he never received any education or teaching since he grew up on his own. After some time, he became closer to my brother and the other males, though there were many times that he picked fights with Gurion like a small child. The days passed by quickly, and it was already summer. It is my little Gurion's birthday. I wanted to celebrate Gurion's birthday, and I wished for him to have a wonderful memory with me a
The wine I made was sweet. It tasted like cocktails, but I could clearly taste the alcohol in there. Probably because it wasn't aged yet, since the higher the glucose content of the grapes, the more alcohol will be produced. Even so, I was still satisfied with the output. My brother and Dillon were both getting tipsy after just drinking three cups of wine, while Blake started to doze off due to drunkenness. It was funny seeing how they all looked when they got drunk. Lowell seemed to be enjoying the drink quietly on his own, trying to figure something out. He was probably figuring out how it was made since he has an in-depth knowledge of herbs and medicine just like me. "I was sure this was made of grapes, but why is there such a strong scent and taste?" he mumbled while seriously observing the wine. "It definitely doesn't taste rotten despite being placed inside the jar for a long time." "In my previous life, the strong scent and taste you are referring to were called alcohol—it's
Since the blood moon, I always have nightmares on every full moon. Luckily, Lowell had always kept an eye on me every time he sensed the full moon, so they did their best to wake me up every time I had nightmares and helped me to calm down. After a very long journey, we arrived at the Tiger Tribe. Winter has been just around the corner, so their tribe was all busy hunting and storing food for each family while their alpha oversaw those families who were lacking in manpower to hunt their food for winter. The Tiger Tribe was known for their strength. They usually don't get along with each other too much since Tigers are lone hunters by nature, but that doesn't mean they aren't sociable—they just like being alone. They rely on their own strength rather than their numbers, unlike Lions in their pride and wolves in their pack. Even so, a tribe wouldn't survive without order, so they still have an alpha to regulate the tribe and mediate once an argument or disagreement among the members a
During the last day of the wine production process, Dawon insisted on talking to me in private. Lowell and my brother were skeptical, but I agreed since we needed to get along with the tribe. He brought me to his house, so I was extremely nervous for some reason. I looked around while trying to plan an escape route if ever he had some extrinsic reason for the meeting. Male Tigers were possessive and aggressive towards their partners, so I needed to be careful not to get the attention of any males from the Tiger Tribe. I haven't seen the females of the tribe since I wasn't allowed to roam around freely. I suddenly felt goosebumps all over my body, just thinking of how wild they could be in reality. He asked, "I am the one who should be frightened of you, though—am I that scary?" as he fixed his table for us to dine with some fruit snacks while chatting. "Pardon for my rude reaction, but it's not that you look scary," I replied as I explained: "I am just... naturally afraid... becaus
"Brother, please calm down—it's not intentional," I said as I explained, "He was telling me about a collar to suppress my scent, and he said we need to obtain it as soon as possible because my scent was already causing chaos to the tribe." "I sincerely apologize for what happened... but we need to solve this issue before it gets terribly out of hand," Dawon added worriedly. "Her estrous will soon manifest, and even Lowell and your other male companions will go crazy over her scent, except you." My brother and Lowell soon calmed down, so they planned how to obtain the said collar with Dawon's help. The next day, the group was sent out. Lowell and Blake were among them. I also started having my first menstruation, so I bled for a few days, and I had to keep staying in the room while the others either stayed in the next room or right outside my door. After my bleeding, I started feeling weird and overly sensitive. Dillon also started to act awkwardly. He blushed whenever he was near m
"I-I don't think I'm okay," I mumbled in a low, shaking voice as tears streamed down my cheeks. "I'm scared—I'm thirsty, but I'm scared." "Thirsty, scared—what do you mean by that?" Dillong rattled in panic and confusion. "Wait... I'll fetch you some water and a calming tonic." He ran towards the kitchen and heated some calming tonic for a little bit before going back to bring the tonic and the water to my room. He asked me to open the door so that he could give me the water and tonic. I calmed myself down and opened the door. He placed the tonic and the water on the table beside the door, but the scent of his body was so irresistible that I lost control. I grabbed his arm while pulling him further inside the room quickly to prevent him from going away. "Ari, that was way too dangerous," he said in a low voice while trying to control his urge. He avoided my gaze and stood still as he tried to assess the situation. I loosened my grip when I realized what I was doing. "Ah, s-sorry,
Dillon and I were extremely awkward right after the incident. Both of us felt embarrassed whenever we remembered the kiss we had due to my estrus. Luckily, the necklace worked like a miracle, so I never had the same experience as with Dawon and Dillon. I became more energetic, and my sense of smell returned to normal, making it easier for me to do my daily tasks. "Woah, I feel so alive!" I screamed as I woke up from a good sleep. Lowell asked, "Did you sleep well?" while wagging his tail on his back. He sat down beside me, then took my hand and kissed my palm. "Oh, good morning, Lowell," I said while smiling sweetly. "All praise to the queen goddess Hera—it's such a relief seeing you in good health," he said in a low voice. "I'll finish setting up the table quickly for your breakfast—I've prepared your favorite corn soup and yam." "Wow, thank you!" I replied, then asked, "By the way, where are the others?" upon realizing that Gurion and the others were not around. "Gurion woke
He flinched upon seeing my irritated reaction. "No, I didn't mean it that way—I'm sorry," he replied bashfully while fidgeting his fingers. "I... will wait for you even if you decide not to return to our tribe—even if it takes an eternity." To be honest, he looked more like a gangster to me now that I can see him properly without my mask on. He has too many scars. He looked older than Lowell, despite the similarity of their ages. Even so, he looked pitiful with his drooping ears and tail. Also, his blushing face doesn't go well with his huge build, but it's kind of cute. "Let's just be friends—that's all I can say," I said without a second thought. "Am I not attractive enough?" he asked anxiously. "I am sure that I am stronger than your male guardians and even your brother, so why?" I wanted to tell him that it was the exact reason why I can't accept him, but I don't want to hurt his feelings too much. "It's not about strength or being attractive, Dawon—I can't let you waste you