Cloud should always smile, as his paleness and delicate features make him look less sickly. I know he is not physically weak, but the natural look of vampires really gives me the impression that they would die anytime soon, even though they are actually living dead.Despite how pretty his smile is right now, he still irritates me.I give up on making him leave and just accept his offer of lending me a hand.Please don't follow me inside the healer territory if we find it, okay?He asked, "Why, can't I?""There is no chance of me not coming back because they will expel me from the territory once they know I arrived." I said while sternly looking straight into his eyes. "If you don't want to be treated like exotic food, don't follow me.""All right, I always want you to be free."As I didn't have time to keep understanding all of his comments, I simply ignored his comment. I then rang the intercom and called my secretary.Glensyl is a dependable human employee I have. He takes over ever
As soon as I announced that I had a gift with me, everyone's eyes automatically turned to Rowan, who's completely warped with my hair. They try to figure out what's inside my hair, but they can't identify it because, of course, my hair completely conceals Rowan's presence.Since they can't figure out what is inside, they threaten me again.I pleaded, "Please let me present it to my mother first. I'll show it to everyone else after."Rowan didn't say anything, even if I acted as if I were offering him to the healers, which is a relief because it prevents me from complicating matters further.Seriously, people should stop following me. If they would stop giving me additional things to worry about, everything would be easy."How dare you call madame Levitra, mother!"They all shouted at me as if I were the most obscene and brazen person they had ever encountered. I repressed my disgust while maintaining the appearance that I genuinely wanted to see them again. They kicked me out of the c
Levitra, my mother, is the current wife of my cousin.Clayton, my cousin, is the son of my father's sister.My father? He is the former leader of the Arco clan. Well, he is dead. Why would my mother even marry my cousin if my father is still alive?My mother always insists on marrying anyone who becomes the leader of the clan, demonstrating her odd affection for them all. I wonder if she simply wants to maintain her status as the leader's wife or if she simply has a peculiar fixation. Whatever it is, I hate her.Since I was a child, my neglectful mother never showed affection to me, and neither did my brothers. Well, I never asked to be born into this race in the first place. Who said to give birth to me as a healer? These people are treating me as if they are doing me the favor of giving me a life I never asked for.Hmp! I really feel infuriated thinking about my unlucky birth. I always want to escape this place, but even if I were kicked out, my own blood is always here to hinder al
Healers gain wings when they first awaken. We gain beautiful wings that reflect an iridescent light.Just like how I fell in love with how beautiful the lycans are, I was also in awe of my opalescent wings' beauty.The first time I spread it open and flapped it in the air, I told myself that I should preserve its beauty and only show it to deserving people.Also, our wings couldn't be healed by our powers or anything else. If we injure our wings, there is no way of turning them back. Even scratches on it won't be fixed, so I definitely protect this wing of mine and don't use it all.It sounds lame, but that's the reason why I won't use it even if we are falling from thirty thousand feet above the ground. Also, I am wearing my training clothes. My clothes are thick and stretchable, so surely my wings will find it hard to rip and spread out. I definitely won't love having bent wings! I must maintain its shape to match its beauty!"Mama?""It's alright. It's alright. Just keep your eyes
"Please calm down." I casually said, but my eyes are already glaring at the goblin who dares to attack my son. "Please tell Hannipkah that his friend Luceethe is here."Gladly, William didn't cry with my arm dropping on the ground. He even volunteered to pick it up for me, but I refused. What if these goblins attack once again?I pick up my arm with my foot and stitch it back to my body again.I heard the majority of the goblins gasping in reaction to what I did, yet none of them dropped their weapons yet."Drop your weapon!" a newly arrived goblin shouted as soon as he recognized me."Hello, Hannipkah." I greeted Hannipkah, who was not actually my friend. Rather, we are more than business partners."Hulk!" William innocently pointed at Hannipkah. I chuckled at my son's comment because Hannipkah really looks like the fictional character in the comics. All of his tribe members are short; they are like four to five feet tall, but Hannipkah is a large man; maybe he's seven feet now, and
"Luceethe!" Winston yelled as soon as he kicked the door open. His majestic black fur dances in slow motion along with his movements. His glowing golden eyes pierced me once more with a lovestruck sensation. However, the expression he was sending was kind of sinister.Before I left, he gave me a scared expression, but right now he's angry. What did I do wrong again?That question was soon answered after he loudly yelled, "How dare you do this with another man?""Another man?" I repeated after him as I slowly turned my eyes to my hand that was still holding Hannipkah's pants. I then gasped as I realized the kind of misunderstanding it would cause if someone saw me holding a man's pants who had a boner. I threw the pants back to Hannipkah and was about to explain that I wasn't doing what he thinks with this green hulking man, but Hannipkah stood up first before me and growled towards the lycans."How dare you trespass on our territory?" he growled.I can't believe he could act this way
"I hate papa! I hate them!"I asked William what happened, but all he said was how much he hated Winston for ignoring me and the Lycans for always looking at me with hostility.I hugged him to comfort him, while I couldn't help but stare at my son's huge wings, which looked more like an adult's wings than those of a two-year-old healer. His wings also have a lot of scratches, and I could see a tear at the end of them.How much did my son use his wings to look like this?His awakening is not the only questionable aspect, but I really wanted to know how his first two years of life passed like a nightmare."Don't say that. Papa will get his heart broken if you hate him.""But he broke his promise!""What promise?"I gently put him on my lap and checked on him to see if he was hurt from bursting out his power, knocking everyone out."Papa promised me that he would never ignore me again."My hand paused while checking on William as I asked, "Why? Did he ignore you before?""Papa threw me i
“Why do you have to take care of him first?”Winston shouted as if he were spitting fire.Again, why is he angry at me?Isn't it wrong to tend to the goblins? Is he saying that I should just take care of the lycans?But if we leave them alone, they will be resentful of us and the lycans, and he will gain an enemy for no reason.In spite of the great distance between the lycan territory and the goblin town, it is still undesirable to harbor animosity toward other races. His network will merely grow slightly smaller as a result, and the lycan community's reputation will suffer.Fight with the healer is an exception since the conflict between healers and lycans has existed for generations, it is acceptable for them to continue acting hostilely toward one another, but fighting between lycans and different races is not desirable. Each race has its own trade to offer. Lycans won't survive if they keep having enemies.“Of course, because he was injured.” I replied. I pushed him off me and re
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