I have no idea what Clynton's plan is, but I can always be sure that the majority of his actions follow Levitra's orders.He is my mother's husband, but he looks more like a dog than a husband. I find it hard to believe a dog could have wings; while he occasionally showed signs of displeasure at my mother's orders, he generally cowered in her presence.I believe that he feels some sort of affection for my mother based on the way he acts and says everything she orders. He acts as though he can sacrifice anything for my mother, regardless of what would be morally wrong.Although Clynton is not quite as evil as my mother, the longer he follows Levitra, the more he will undoubtedly turn evil. I don't know if it was Levitra's seductive power and ability to control a person, but he is such a fool.Fortunately for me, Clynton was a sucker for my mother, so even though I had previously messed around in the territory, I never received harsh punishment. What I always heard from his mouth was, "
My wings are the only aspect of being a healer that I love. Although I don't mind giving it up for my dearest Lycans, I never thought it would end up in Levitra's hands.My mother has consistently called me ugly throughout my life.Similar to how I admired my wings despite hating my own blood as a healer, Levitra, also marveled at how heavenly lovely my wings are. She always emphasized how undeserving I am to have been born with such beautiful wings.Ha! She only feels jealous of my wings because, in contrast to my naturally stunning wings, hers required extensive care and other methods to make them the most stunning wings among living healers. She dreams of being the most beautiful healer in history, but unfortunately she can’t surpass the dead—her late sister was the most beautiful, and nothing compared to Levitra’s current beauty. Maybe she's venting her frustration about not achieving her dream to me and to my lycans.She believed that lycans were the key to curing her aging beaut
Love?I never felt loved by this clan. No one in the family cares for me. They always humiliate and bully me.But now Levitra says Clynton loves me.What kind of bullsh*t are they talking about?Clynton's expression remained stoic. He ignored me and pushed Levitra's hand off my neck.My neck is safe, while Clynton's hands were wounded.I felt worried for a second, but I immediately reminded myself not to be concerned about them. All my life, they have been mistreating me. There is no way they would suddenly change."You're lucky, Luceethe." Levitra commented. She wiped her hand that had been slapped by Clynton. Her contemptuous gaze still feels uncanny. She said, "You're a fool for bringing those people here." She then grinned at Wynnzen for the last time before confidently walking away.Where did that confidence come from?Doesn't she feel wary of the humans' dangerous weapons that would aim at them later?I am certain that healers and humans don't clash with each other yet because b
Lycans struggled to defeat healers despite being aware of their weakness, but things would be different if a much larger force banded together to do so.Despite the healer's strength and speed advantages, they will undoubtedly struggle against stronger foes like humans, vampires, and elves.How did I call them and get them all here?It is a result of technology's quick work. Through sending emails detailing healers' weaknesses and what benefits they'll get once they defeat the healers, these races gathered here with their own greed.As long as they can undermine the healers, their motivations don't really matter.Additionally, the fact that Cloud is in charge of the vampires, Drocer is in charge of the elves, and Ainspenser is in charge of the humans gives me faith that they are all acting intelligently and that none of them is impulsively embracing danger."How did you pull this off?" Winston asked in awe. Their jaws went slack while they kept their eyes on the sky."I've been buildi
"Winston!"Although I was screaming loudly, my heart turned silent.My heart denies the fact that my husband is dying.As I frantically crawled closer to him, I saw blood spewing from his open wounds and smearing the ground. Winston was bleeding heavily, so I quickly removed my jacket and pressed it to his wounds in an effort to keep his life from leaving his body. I put my hand on his face; it was deadly cold.My eyes couldn't help but weep, making my vision worse.I trembled as I witnessed the warmth of life robbed by the chilly embrace of death.Winston's chest was still, showing no signs of life—clear evidence that he had passed away.I screamed even louder, letting out all of my conflicted feelings.I couldn't even talk to him or hear his final words!Movies are such a lie! The main characters were still able to communicate with their loved ones before they died, but why was all I was able to see of Winston was his eyes turning white?Why would everything come to be like this?I
I was perplexed for a moment before I genuinely laughed while watching what the lycans did first as soon as they went out of my wings. All the lycans charged towards the healers and took advantage of their wings, even if they were not born to fly.The disadvantages that always get them in trouble are now their ability—the healers couldn't push them on the edge anymore.We are now sure that we are not on the losing side, but the crumbling underground of the healer territory gave us no choice but to focus more on evacuating than defeating the healers."Win, we are winning." I shared. I followed behind the winged lycans while still holding Winston in my arms. It's hard to run with a huge wolf in my arms, but I can't leave him behind.There is no way I will leave behind my husband!"Please wake up." I mumbled.I squinted my eyes when we finally reached the surface.However, no one can rest, especially when you're in the middle of a war. The healers immediately noticed the lycans newly acq
Winston confidently tapped the hand he was holding and said, "This time, I'll show you that I can protect my wife."Even in the midst of the chaos, his face appeared bright and handsome.With that face and confidence, I should be cheering on him, but I doubt that he can show me what he was proudly saying.I always do the saving.He didn't accomplish anything other than hurting me and laying me down on the bed.Protecting me? In most cases, I save myself, and sometimes other people are always doing it.He is always late, you know.I am not complaining, though.I love him.I love his to-die-for body, his worth-national-treasure face, his gem-like eyes, his warm breath, his—actually, everything! Whether he is in his wolf form or humanoid form, he is always the best for me.But I am not blind. I can still see his flaws or the things he's bad at.I am just stating the fact that it's unlikely he can do what he was saying to me now.He just came back from being dead. What's the more reckless
The glow of the moon was faint, yet it still predominantly illuminated the night sky.The night is beautiful, and it even becomes more august because of the howling of the wolves around while the elves and vampires also join in, screaming out their joy.Finally, the battle was over, and the survivors had prevailed.We have all the right to rejoice, even if we murdered a lot of creatures.Greed, purpose, motives, and whatnot—I don't care what the others were celebrating. What was important to me was that, at long last, no more clan would prey on my lycans.Even though there are still other healer clans, I am confident that they will not attempt to come to the surface now that everyone is aware of their vulnerability."Finally, we can live in peace." I mumbled. I am still tightly hugging Winston in his naked humanoid form. I think I am getting used to seeing these wolves get naked after their deathly battles. I don't feel flustered seeing the wolves naked anymore, but of course, even if
Three years have unfurled like the pages of a quiet book since the day we exchanged our vows, promising each other a life woven with shared dreams and laughter.Winston and I were not the only ones whose lives were transformed into beautiful, peaceful passages on our page; the Lycans' quality of life also significantly improved.Although there are still rare occasions when we run into difficulties, we can see that we are getting better and stronger. Additionally, in that brief period, the Lycans successfully rebuilt the house that had been destroyed during our conflict with the healers.The Lycans are still reluctant to accept outsiders, but as a sole healer coexisting with them, I have come to appreciate the way of life I had been dreaming of.I can now interact with them whenever I want and freely admire and appreciate their beauty.I am on cloud nine, but as time passes, the quiet whispers of worry become more audible, like a constant murmur in the background of my life—Winston and
I should be saying my wedding vow by now if only these attention seekers didn't ruin our wedding ceremony.I could not help but sigh as I watched the Lycans leave the community hall, forgetting that I was supposed to be the main character of today's event.I can do nothing but continue to move in the same direction as they are.Contrary to them, who carelessly tore their formal wear to pieces, I carefully walked outside, taking care to protect my wedding dress' delicate details.I do not worry that a battle will break out right now.I am sure that the barrier my son built would prevent these healers from entering our territory, even if they bled while banging their heads against it.Now, the only issue was why this new clan of healers was arriving here on my wedding day.Why do they have to bother me on a day when I should be happily enjoying my time?Anyway, at the time I went out to the community hall, Wakkin showed off how he had changed as the Lycan leader.Wakkin's growl reverber
The early morning sun painted the room in a soft, golden tone as I stood in front of the mirror, my pulse pounding frantically in my chest. My hands trembled with a mixture of eagerness and unrestrained delight as I smoothed down the delicate lace of my bridal dress.I couldn't believe that my wedding day was actually here.I know Winston and I are already husband and wife, but doing the ceremony and experiencing the wedding is a whole different level of excitement and feeling.I couldn't help but bounce on my toes, the excitement bubbling up inside me like a champagne cork ready to pop. Every breath I took seemed to tingle with anticipation, and I had to remind myself to slow down and take it all in."Do not ruin the ceremony just because you are excited," I told myself as I stared at myself in the mirror.I worked hard to make this wedding happen, so I must be patient and enjoy it to the fullest.Originally, Winston planned a simple wedding in which we would exchange vows, eat toget
After the death of our dearest child, there is no way we can move on immediately, but we are trying. Also, the whole territory of the Luca Clan grieved for William's death and carried the will that our son left in everyone's heart. We have to rebuild the clan and make it stronger.In the days that followed, the Lycans tentatively stepped back into their old routines, navigating the balance between the past and the present. We rebuilt our homes, which had been destroyed by the battle, and restored the laughter we lost.Everyone is trying and working hard, and my husband was one of the lycans who was working particularly hard."Win, take a break for a moment!"I shouted without even knowing where exactly my husband was. All I know is that he is toiling away inside the construction site, helping to rebuild our mansion."Wait, I'm coming!" Winston answered right away.I glanced up to see him on the third floor before he jumped down to approach me.My jaw dropped as soon as I saw how his a
The lycans are finally prepared to start the party and give out their gifts.The covered court filled up as more Lycans joined us. I think everyone inside the territory came to greet my son at his impromptu birthday party."Happy birthday to you!""Happy birthday, boss William!""Happy Happy birthday to you!"They made a mess of singing the birthday song. I could hear the deaf tones more, and they also sang their own lyrics. It's funnier in that way anyway.When it came to crowd attention, William, as I recall, was very shy.As far as I remember, William was incredibly reserved in front of a group of people. But that shy side of him has long since vanished, as evidenced by the excitement with which he jumped and danced to the messy birthday song that was being sung for him.I happily sang along despite the messy singing."Blow the candle." I said.My son was still catching his breath as he finally behaved in front of his birthday cake. He smiled broadly while the orange glow of the ca
It took three days for William to be satisfied with the "play" he requested. We only spent one day at the amusement park and spent the following days doing everything William requested, such as visiting a marine theme park, visiting a kindergarten, pretending to be a normal human family, racing cars at a circuit, and shopping.Overall, Winston, William, and I were happy with our unexpected family outing.It was not all about play, but we smiled, laughed, and finally had time to talk to each other about everything we had missed.It was the first time we felt like a real family.I wish this moment would never end, but that was just wishful thinking on my part.I know what will happen in the end, but it is extremely difficult for me to accept."Shall we go back to Luca Territory?" William suggested.Winston and I looked at William with a surprised look because he asked about returning home out of the blue."What do you mean?" I asked."Mean by what, mom?""W-well, why are you asking to g
We will all die. Knowing that is the best information we could have—except for knowing when.Because we think that tomorrow or some time in the future will be close enough, we might put things off so much. And it always surprises us when we realize we are running out of time.It really took me by surprise—devastatingly!How am I supposed to accept that my son will leave me soon?Indeed, we are finally together.We are even flapping our wings in rhythm, as if we are having our best time.We appeared stunning with our wings.I looked at my son's and my husband's faces.Their expressions looked bright and relieved, as if nothing was wrong with our current situation.They smiled as they elegantly moved in the air.Am I the only one suffocating in my own hopelessness?I do not like the new reality we are living in, but I also cannot keep harping on how bad things are.No matter how much I won't accept it, I guess I just have to do what they want.I will see to it that William gets to see t
I was lost for words.I stared at my son, hoping that he was just throwing a bad joke. But his melancholy eyes, which were hidden by a fake bright smile, proved that none of his words were intended as a joke."Why are you so surprised, mom?" he asked. "You also do the same.""What do you mean? I am not dying at all.""It's because you only resurrected my father and a few others.""What?""I don't know about my father, but I care a lot for the clan. I don't want it to die out."Although his words were harsh, William looked at his father as if he was relieved. I suppose he does not hate Winston all that much, or has he ever hated him? Strangely, my son would always lead me to get concerned and anxious, as I no longer could tell what was running through his mind.He matured a lot.My baby grew in a flash."Second awakeners can revive the dead, but the price is that part of our life span would be taken out," William said. "They will come back to life like a butterfly.""Like a butterfly?"
The glow of the moon was faint, yet it still predominantly illuminated the night sky.The night is beautiful, and it even becomes more august because of the howling of the wolves around while the elves and vampires also join in, screaming out their joy.Finally, the battle was over, and the survivors had prevailed.We have all the right to rejoice, even if we murdered a lot of creatures.Greed, purpose, motives, and whatnot—I don't care what the others were celebrating. What was important to me was that, at long last, no more clan would prey on my lycans.Even though there are still other healer clans, I am confident that they will not attempt to come to the surface now that everyone is aware of their vulnerability."Finally, we can live in peace." I mumbled. I am still tightly hugging Winston in his naked humanoid form. I think I am getting used to seeing these wolves get naked after their deathly battles. I don't feel flustered seeing the wolves naked anymore, but of course, even if