Everyone who knows me might think I am a vegan as they have never seen me eat meat, but I am not. I still eat dairy products, processed meat, dumplings, hamburgers, chicken nuggets, fish filets, spring rolls, meatballs, etc. The only thing I couldn't eat were foods that still obviously looked like meat. I mean food that, at a glance, I could still tell which part of the body the meat came from or what animal it came from, like steak, sushi, spareribs, whole chicken, whole fish, lechon, barbecue, lobster, shrimp, etc. As long as I could tell and imagine the animal's appearance when it was still alive, I could not eat it.And everything that I said that I hate and can't eat is present at our dining table.I felt nauseous, and I felt guilty seeing all the animals die and become food on the table.I don't feel guilty about all the animals and other living things dying to become food, as I can eat them when they are processed or their appearances altered. I also don't care if someone hunts
"Did you force yourself to eat?"I felt even worse when Winston caught me eating the food that he lovingly fed me.I couldn't even think of an excuse to not make him feel hurt by what I shamelessly did.I could only stare at the tiled floor and watch my tears drop on the already damp restroom floor."Luceethe, look at me."Winston tried to raise my head to make me look at him, but I stubbornly kept my head down. I don't have the face to look at him anymore.Just scold me. I know I am too ungrateful to vomit all the food you chose!"I'm sorry."Again, my eloquence fails me every time I talk to Winston whenever we have this kind of situation. What can I even say? Should I say that eating meat triggers my anxiety and trauma? Would he believe me? Would he believe me if I said I felt guilty that I had eaten a lycan before? Would he believe that I feel worse whenever I see whole meat served to me?"Don't apologize. I'm sorry, did I sound angry?" Winston said it in a gentle tone. He patted h
"Mama! Papa! Where were you?" William exclaimed as soon as he saw us coming. He ran towards me and climbed into my arms, and when he saw how flushed I looked, he inquired, "Are you sick, mama?""Mama is not sick." I replied. "I just feel hot,"Well, who would not be flushed when a lycan like Winston devoured my entire body? I'm glad no one else came to the restroom until we finished. I never thought we could do that in a public place or in a human city where mating isn't allowed in public.I asked for cold water to calm myself while Winston went outside, saying he'd get the car out of the parking lot, but I bet he would need fresh air to calm himself too. It is not right that I am the only one who is flustered alone. I worked hard to please him too!"Stop seducing our leader, you evil woman," Sir Vitto suddenly said.I almost spit out the water because of him, but I didn't deny what he said. I just awkwardly smiled as a response and got ready to leave, but Sir Vitto blocked my way as
Lycan packs will claim as much territory as they feel they can effectively patrol and defend. Nonetheless, even a "small" region can include an entire town or a number of neighborhoods in a big metropolis. Individual territories are frequently variable, with packs expanding when they are powerful, withdrawing when they are vulnerable, and engaging in conflict over particularly desirable areas. When faced with threats that are too great for any one pack to handle on its own, a group of packs will occasionally band together to form a protectorate.However, in the case of the Luca clan, they built their own territory in a fixed location and have been there for centuries despite the threat of their predator. Thanks to their clan founder for creating a barrier that the healers couldn't break, they retained their safety and ownership on such vast land.Lycans are 100% safe whenever they are inside the territory, but that doesn't mean life inside the territory is always joyful. The Lycans la
The Lycan elders looked really old. Their appearance shows how time really flows with them. They are full of wrinkles and gray hairs. Some have bent backs, and some hold to their sticks. It's sad that Lycan's lifespan is quite short compared to ours. They have too many natural enemies to live to see old age. I place the average lifespan at about 150 years. At 85, in the best case, their health starts to drop like hell, usually due to the rapid cell regeneration turning cancerous at some point. It depends on whether they've had all their shots. 150-year-old healers are still considered young, and it's sad that these beautiful lycans reached the peak of their age at what we considered such a young age. So as soon as I see the lycans elders standing near the gate, in my mind, there is still a way to make their race's life longer. If only they had great doctors and medical facilities to watch over their health and growth. It's unfortunate that with increasing age, their physical appeara
What did I do wrong?Why is he glaring at me?What's with the disapproving look?I was intimidated by his dark expression, and I stepped back, but something hit my back, and when I looked up, I saw Winston's clone—I mean, his brother that looked similar to him."Dark fur is here. I mean, I have literally black fur." Wendriell said. "Don't worry, I keep them safe." He took William from me, and they greeted each other like their best friends. I planned to scold Wendriell because of his weird teachings to my son, but I couldn't scold him because Winston kept shooting his deathly glares at me."Not you–""Are you ignoring me?"Winston caught the claws directed at him with his bare hands. He sighed as he also wondered what makes Verrod think he can defeat Winston when he can easily fight him in his human form while Verrod is already in his wolf form."Wendi, you better not harm them.""Wait! Ah–"Wendriel grabbed my waist and threw me in the air. I was not worried about it at all since I k
"You- Why-"Rowan sounded like a robot that malfunctioned because of how flustered he was watching me wet myself.At my age, I thought there was nothing else that could bring humiliation to me other than being a healer. I never knew that I could humiliate myself by wetting myself.I couldn't help but cry in embarrassment.I simply covered my face, which is pretty useless since everyone already witnessed how an adult like me can't control my own pee."I just want to go to the restroom!" I repeated."Yes. Yes. Restroom! Let's go!"Rowan tried to guide me back to the toilet, but I didn't move."There is no need to go there!" I loudly cried, and Rowan continued to panic. He walked back and forth in front of me before he carried me in his arms, and he kicked the ground to run very rapidly.The strong wind brought a chill to my wet lower body, and I cried even more because it reminded me of my embarrassment.What if Winston knows about this?No, even William! They think badly of me because
I let Rowan take care of my hair.I actually have a lot of things to say to him, but I was quiet the whole time he was drying my hair. I just obediently sat on the bed while hugging my knees. Even though the blow dryer makes a loud noise, I still feel like our surroundings are quiet and still, knowing that no one is around except me and him.I then flinched when Rowan suddenly said, "It's not your fault."I was about to turn my head to face Rowan, but he held my head and said, "I'm not yet done drying your hair.""Hmm, why?" I mused. "Why is it not my fault?""Everything I did is my fault."He sounded grumpy as usual, but his words comforted me a bit. I gently smiled while I felt soothed by the warm air coming from the dryer, and I felt relaxed because of the gentle stroke of the comb. It's a rare moment for me and Rowan since we are always in chaos when we are together. My eyes feel a little heavy as the complete silence of the entire mansion of Rowan adds up to the mediating effect
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