Right now, I'm confined inside a hollow concrete cube with no windows and only one entrance. Even the time of day and how much time has passed are unknown to me. It was totally disorienting by design. If a person is trapped here for an extended period of time, they may easily forget their own name. There was no stimulation, and it was complete isolation. No light, furniture, sound, or cloth of any type. All I could do was feel the chilly chains around my wrists and legs, and the cool walls.If I wasn't a normal person, I'd probably go insane.Fortunately, I am not.A normal person will hate their abductor or the one who imprisoned them.In my case, I love the person who is imprisoning me. Leaving me here in a dark place in isolation does not grow any resentment inside me.I admire him. I love him even if he always looks at me with his deathly eyes.Still, seeing love in those vicious, cold eyes is something I can point out as my disability.Why do I still care for him, even if he abu
I kept my eyes looking up at Winston.Strangely, the room became darker in my eyes.I have night vision, but why can't I see him clearly?Worried about my eyes suddenly losing their night vision, I can only focus on the sound of his panting.Maybe repeatedly interrogating me about my clan while violating my body took so much of his energy. He didn’t even get anything out of me besides my virginity.I patted my belly, as I could still feel his warm fluid coming out of me.It’s great he gave this to me, but I want to be treated preciously too.I was speechless. I was too shocked to move because my great fantasy of making love with him had shattered. It also took place inside a filthy, dark prison cell, and we did it while I still looked dirtier than a beggar.None of this was what I expected. It is nothing close to what I look forward to.I will give it to him anyway, but not in this kind of situation.If he can’t love me, at least I want his warmth.Or at least he should give me a chan
While still in bed, Winston held my hand tightly. He kneeled on the side of the bed, and he gently touched his forehead with my hand. I could feel his slight trembling, as if he looked really relieved that I had regained consciousness.He is my love, right?Why is he acting like this?I slowly regained my vision, and finally I could clearly see the most handsome man I've known.But a beard?My darling grows a beard!Wait, is growing a beard part of Lycan's ability?He has a bushy beard that looks fluffy like his fur when he is in his wolf form!Aside from his soft gazes and gentle gestures, the facial hair that makes him more manly caused me to feel more bemused.Am I being thrown into some sort of alternate universe?Is this person really my love? My Winston?Yes, my heart raced from the warmth I could feel from the hand that was holding me, but I couldn't help but ask, "Why are you speaking so dearly to me?"His golden brown eyes, which I last remembered were cold and distant, looke
"Don’t hate me too. I am your husband." he whispered. The warmth of his breath sent shivers up and down my spine. His words hit me like blows to the stomach, each one robbing me of breath. Did the gods pity my poor, loving heart? Did the gods change the way the world spins so I could experience this gentle and alluring side of Winston? Or is it only my mind that’s playing tricks on me? Will he really become my husband? Since this was way too shocking for me, I failed to respond to Winston’s words. He smiled gently again before he tucked me in bed. He said, "Recover your health first. We can slowly catch up to each other." He patted me as if he were putting me to sleep, but I opened my eyes wider as I refused to wake up from this good dream. I am fine even though Winston was cold and rough, but experiencing this gentle side of him is bliss. "Is this making you uncomfortable?" he asked. "No. I slept for too long, I don’t need to sleep anymore." I sternly said, but Winston's res
It already drains my energy just preparing to go out, but I never regret anything that happened a while ago. After the rollercoaster of my emotions, Winston finally took me out to walk around his mansion inside Lycan territory. It's a place where I had the hardest time sneaking in. Lycan has a really good sense of smell; even if I change my appearance through disguise, they can always tell that I am not part of their clan. Additionally, everyone here hates the smell of Healers so my nature as a Healer increased my difficulty in blending with them. My dream is slowly getting real, but I feel something is iffy. "Winston . . . Where are we going?" I asked, as I hesitated at first, if I should call him by his name or not. "To the garden." he replied while carefully holding my left arm to support me as I walked. My love is so concerned for my health that we are walking like snails. I would never get bored walking slowly with him, but I feared he would get bored soon. What if he sud
Rowan growled at me as soon as I intentionally called them demon wolves. I acted like I mistook them for those ugly-looking wolves in order to gather the information I needed.Demon wolves are vicious wolves who have a strange eating habit, as they could eat anything as long as it's meat. They were purged a long time ago because of how vicious and violent they are. They were a threat to all races, so everyone agreed to exterminate them. There are only a few rumors that those monsters are still somewhere lurking in the dark, but who cares about them? In recent times, their names only used to scare little kids.I can't believe I'll be using these non-existent monsters to scare a real wolf.It's a good thing that this Lycan uses more of his muscles than his brain.I covered my face because I was still working hard to squeeze tears out of my eyes while the gullible Rowan pulled his claws away from me and defended his clan instead."We are not the carnivorous wolves! The Luca clan has dign
In response to my insistence on stopping Rowans execution, Winston carried me in his arms, and he jumped out of the window to rush over to the plaza.I was unconscious for only three hours, so its still afternoon, and here they are trying to kill someone under the good weather."No! Stop!" I exclaimed as soon as I saw the executioner raising his ax to initiate the execution.Are they living in medieval times? We are in the modern world! Why can't they execute their people in a less brutal way? Do they not know about execution by lethal injection? It's a peaceful way of executing, and it's less messy.Anyway, whatever I was grumbling about about their brutal way of executing their people, I still disagree with Rowan's execution.Rowan even looked like he was near death, even though his neck was still intact. It was only this morning that I saw him in his healthy state, but now his handsome face and his well-built body are covered in blood and bruises.The confidence I saw in him this m
The afternoon sun lit up my room with its warm light. Tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of sunlight that slanted through my window.My gaze was on the window, even though the most handsome man was resting in my embrace.Winston fell asleep after whining about me not being allowed to hug anyone else. It was my first time listening to his childish words, as he later shifted his sentence to "Don't hug anyone else but us, your husband and son."I should be glad for the sudden affection I am receiving, yet why did I feel skeptical?You know the feeling. I've dreamed of being close with Winston since I first met him ten years ago. I first tried to get into their clan, but I failed, so I took care of them in the background. got caught, got violated, and surprisingly became his wife. He became gentle and caring. He kisses, hugs, and takes care of me. He even said that he like me. This means I finally succeeded, but why do I feel kind of empty?Why? I am even staying inside thei
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