My hand was clasping the spray bottle tightly while I approached the garden. I already sprayed some of it on my body to test if it really turned me into a presenceless person. Since children's descriptions are sometimes exaggerated in their statements, I know it won't make me invisible like William said. I guess it will only make you undetectable, unlike the spray bottle that Winston gave me that will only change my smell.I gulped in my own saliva when I finally sneaked inside the garden. I could smell some wolves inside the garden, too. Well, the garden is too wide, so it's pretty obvious that other Lycans would be here, but I know exactly where Winston is. I detected him at the center of the garden, where the rose garden and a beautiful fountain are located.Wow, are they really dating?The place is really romantic! Why do they need to come here and just talk?Are they really just talking?My heart hammered against my chest as I got closer to the rose garden. I make sure I won't ma
"Winston, I think she's shy that you're here." Zena said. "We'll be back after I tend to her wounds."I am relieved that Zena understands that I don't want Winston to know about my powers. The weak, need-to-protect wife is the only place I have here; if that position were taken away from me, then where would I be squeezing myself?"Okay, don't come to the living room with a messy look." He said this before walking away again."That jerk." Zena blurted out before she made me properly sit on the water fountain. "You might be really having a hard time.""Yes," I honestly replied. It's really hard to suddenly receive cold shoulders from my husband, who was sweet and loving before you came. It's really hard to guess where my place in his heart actually is. You just appeared, and in an instant, my paradise crumbled."I heard you were tortured for a month by Winston just because you can heal yourself." Zena said while she wrapped my knee with bandages, even though it was already totally heal
"Oh my! You look adorable!" I said it with excitement.I was in a messed up and depressed state awhile ago, but god might have had pity on me for giving me an adorable child to ease my anxious heart.I jumped to hug my son the moment he stepped into my room and showered him with kisses."Haha! Mama, that tickles!"Our room is usually quiet and melancholy, but now it was filled with the joyful sound of my son's laughter. His laughter was contagious, as I also giggled and smiled, forgetting about my worries."Mama must be lonely sleeping here alone." William commented out of the blue. Everything about me is depressing. I don't want my son to see the depressing side of me, so I directed the topic toward him. I said, "Not at all. How about you? Aren't you lonely sleeping alone?"William shook his head adorably first before he replied, "After Nana died."His response reminded me that I have to ask Winston about what happened—why he threw our son away after birth, treated him badly at first
"Why is he here?" Winston asked.He looked down at me as I cuddled our sleeping son.He came back again at dawn.Is he really out for work, or did he simply choose to spend the night with Zena?I don't want to be jealous again. I try my best to keep these thoughts from coming to mind, but I can't help it, as I feel more worthless if he continues to treat me like this."It's lonely to sleep alone." I said."He is not lonely, Wendriel, and that human takes care of him.""I am not talking about him. It's me. I am lonely."Winston looked startled at what I had said. I hope he will kiss or hug me to give comfort, but he only goes to the couch and lays there."There's still space here." I said this because I felt bad that he would be sleeping on the couch. What if it is true that he was working hard at work? He would be uncomfortable resting there."Hey, are you asleep already?""Hush. You'll wake William."I just bit my lower lip.Why does he need to be cold to me now?If he didn't give me
Zena heaves out a sigh after Winston leaves the room.I wonder why she sent him out if she would only turn silent while staring at the door and not talk to me even if Winston left.I thought Zena was telling me to go out, but it was actually Winston. He made me go back to bed and left with his usual grumpy expression. While Zena was left with me sitting on the side of the bed."Go to your son or somewhere else," she said to the air, or so I thought, but Winston responded behind the door."Why can't you do it fast?" he yelled. "I'm sleepy.""I am fucking sleepy too. Sleep with your son!" Zena yelled back. We then heard Winston walking away, and that's the moment she looked at me with a gentle expression.Is that her mask? She looked like she could kill a while ago, and now she looks benign."May I check your chest?" she politely asked. I just nodded, as I am very confused about what is happening."Does Winston touch your chest like that without consent?""Yes." I replied honestly. Is s
"Your smile looks beautiful," Zena commented after seeing me smile widely. Even if she rudely pointed at my lips, I still continued to smile because I was already in my best mood. She then said, "I hope you keep smiling. If you want to, I can help you escape this place." and that statement automatically makes me frown."Do I look like someone who wants to escape? I like it here. I love Winston!" I exclaimed.I am glad that she is not the love rival that I was worried about, but what is this? Why is she trying to separate us again? Why does she always make me feel worse?Am I too insecure about her that everything she does makes me feel irritated?I thought we were fine now. Why does she need to retract my bad impression of her?"You love him? Why would you love him?" She asked in shock, which I don't get at all. Isn't it obvious? Winston is a lovable Lycan! He is strong, handsome, and reliable. He is the best leader of the clan. He is still lacking as a father, but he is working it ou
Every person wants to be understood according to their own perspective.Most of the time, misunderstandings occur when one party misconstrues the actions or words of another and reacts accordingly. So whose fault is it? Mine for not being clear, or her for not understanding me? Well both.I want to hide sh*t from her, and she expects sh*t from me, which is why we couldn't really connect.However, now I'm really going to lose my sh*t because of this misunderstanding. I think she's mistaking things on purpose, and that also really pisses me off, because I believe she's essentially doing that to cause conflict and chaos.Maybe she's doing this to turn Winston down. She wants his position, right?What kind of trick is she trying to do?Miss Zena, you are a lycan! You shouldn't do such vile things that don't fit your beautiful appearance!It's infuriating that I am getting close to being kicked out of the territory again because of her.With the current treatment I've received from Winston
"Papa, this is tiring. I want to stop." I heard my baby whining, but I couldn't move or open my eyes. What's going on? Who's hurting my son?I then heard Winston's tired voice, gently saying, "Please don't stop yet."My son and husband are probably talking near me. I could hear their voices clearly. However, why do both my husband and son sound tired? Who exhausted my moonpies?Wait? What happened again? Why am I lying here with no energy?I was trying to recall why I was lying like a dead person again when suddenly my son yelled too close to my ears. Maybe he is lying beside me or sitting close to me. I don't know for sure because the only sense that I have recovered is my hearing."I don't want to give my blood anymore." William yelled. "It hurts!""Please, William. Mama won't live if you stop.""But it hurts!"I flinched at hearing their conversation.Am I the reason why they sound tired and in pain?Did I collapse and go into a coma again? What about giving blood?Blood? What is s
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