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
The spell that Levitra planted inside William won't harm any part of my son's body. He is more like the carrier of the spell—the one who will weaken the defense within the barrier-protected territory of the Lycans.I don't know if it has its timer set before activation or if there's a healer who'll activate it. One thing I must do is negate the effect, or at least delay its activation, so the Lycans can prepare for the attack.For centuries, the Lycans relied solely on the sturdy barrier that their founder created. It is the only wall that the healers could not break and the only territory they couldn't infiltrate. The Lycans are strict about who they welcome to their territory. Most of the other races that can enter it are humans, because they pose no threat to the wolves at all. But for the healers, our scent alone could make a wolf growl.
As usual, it's painful and frustrating to see how my beautiful lycans refuse my help and presence. I would normally give up and simply find another way to help, but that doesn't apply to the current situation.If I give up and simply return to my room, my lycans would get hurt, and worse casualties may occur.I don't want that to happen! I want this race to be safe and not lose its number. I prefer it if they keep reproducing!It's pretty obvious that this situation is a threat to their race. How can I sit still? I even used my wings, which I rarely use, just to help them, but they still refused my help!They still looked at me with hostility, as if I were more dangerous than the healers standing outside their territories. Did my enchanting wings not work on them?Well, we are more like monsters craving their flesh, so I can't really blame them."It will be easy for them to kill you if you all go out in an open space! That is what those healers are attempting to do—ambush you! Like I
The moment I heard my wings ripping off my back, it triggered my heart into rage. As if after I heard a snap, my mind went blank, and all I could think of was to rip all the wings off the healers who ripped my wings off."Bastards! I will kill you all!" I loudly declared. I could no longer feel my wings, but I remained in the air. I used the other healer's body so I could continuously ride on them while I split and slashed their necks.I hate being a healer, but I never hated my wings. I took good care of it and treasured it. It was so elegant and beautiful that I hoped no one would scratch it, but they ripped it! They fucking ripped it!"She's gone mad! Hurry, kill her! Ack!"I killed the noisiest one. I keep attacking everyone, but their number is something I can't really deal with on my own. I am also missing one arm. It takes time to grow them again, so maybe I might not only lose my wings here? Maybe I'll die too.My confidence when I bravely shoot myself up to the flocks of heal
"Every lycan life is important!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I grabbed the two motionless lycans as I insisted on not leaving them to die. But despite my will of protecting them all, another lycan fell close to us and breathed so hard that it felt as if his life was being pulled out of him.I cried even louder in frustration.I feel so powerless to even take care of one of them.I thought I could protect them as long as I stood beside them. Only now have I realized that being alone is not enough."Leave them be. Let's go!" Sir Vitto yelled.He pulled me away from the two dying lycans, and he put me on his shoulder before he kicked the ground to dash away from the center of the chaos. Thanks to this action, I realized what I should do."Sir Vitto! Please bring me back to William!""Why?""He can heal me! I need to return fast to my peak so I can fight again!" I exclaimed.Sir Vitto hesitated for a moment before he changed his direction and ran toward Winston's mansion. However, on
I remember back when I still couldn't enter Lycan territory or even stand beside them, I always fantasized about how I could impress them.I always have these scenarios in my head, thinking that if I keep supplying them with my resources, they will appreciate my existence.There are times I daydream of them looking at my wings with sparkling eyes.I sometimes fantasize about seeing them look at me with a wide smile and welcome me with open arms.I always have this wishful thinking that my paradise would always be in the arms of the beautiful creature—lycans.I always crave their affection and acceptance. And even the simple word of thanks could bring me so much happiness if, even once in my life, they would grant me such a gift.However, I did receive such thanks from them, but why do I still feel worse?"Thank you."The Lycan woman, whose name I still don't know, expressed her heartfelt gratitude. She looked at me with such a warm and gentle expression as she returned my wings.It ma
"Can you rebuild it?" I asked. I was surprised to hear that such a sturdy and ancient barrier can be rebuilt after being destroyed, so out of curiosity, I asked, "Is this some kind of Lycan's secret?" with sparkling eyes.Winston smiled at me before he commented, "Your energy is back." He patted my head. "You now have the energy to be curious."He let go of hugging me, and he started ordering around the lycans. It's nice to see that the lycans remain on their feet and are still in order, but Winston is back to ignoring my question again.Tsk. If only he were not needed in the restoration of the barrier and leading the lycans, I would insist on knowing."May I help you?"I was startled when a hand with black fur suddenly extended toward me. Before turning to face the person who had been too kind to assist a healer like me, I slowly took hold of the hand."May I know your name?" I asked because the lycan who was supporting me to stand up was the lycan woman I helped a while ago and the
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