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
"Why are you so quiet? Are you tired? Should I take you back to the mansion?" Wynnzen—I mean, my mother-in-law continues to act kind and concerned toward me. She treated me as if I were not the reason her son became a mess. She treated me kindly, even if I was one of the reasons why their territory was in chaos. I discovered her identity thanks to the soldier who informed me about her. Yet I can't speak out, and I feel awkward. No wonder; her name sounds familiar. She's Winston's mother! However, if you looked at her, she looked so young, thinking she's Winston's mother. I know my bitchy mother Levitra also looked young, but my villain mother had to eat lycans so she could be beautiful despite being a four hundred-year-old bitch. For Wynnzen, I bet her young and fresh look is definitely a natural beauty! "Hello? Are you sick?" Wynnzen waved her hand in front of my face because I was in a daze from her beauty. I shook my head before I could respond to her. "Ah. I am not sick. I
As he assisted me in cleaning the final patient I had healed, Sir Vitto said, "Everything is done here. Let me take you home."I have no idea how he found himself sitting next to me while I was attending to a patient. I think our relationship has become a little closer now that he can approach me casually.Instead of answering him, I said, "Hmm, where is Winston?""He is still busy with soldiers," Sir Vitto replied."Oh, then I will wait for him."Winston still likely needs to take care of his soldiers in order to strengthen their territory, despite the fact that their enormous walls and barriers are becoming even more formidable.Apparently, Winston will never again permit William to exit the house.We are still to blame for the barrier's deterioration."You don't have to. He will come back to the mansion when he's done.""He must have a strong body, but he can't overdo it; he is the only one I haven't checked yet."He stood up, saying, "Sure. If that's what you want." He offered his
Aside from fats, blood vessels, and nerves, I don't know anything else about what's inside Winston's brain.What sort of ideas he was having. What plans does he have? What is his purpose?That's the main thing I wish I knew so I could understand him, but he kept his door locked, not just to his thoughts but also to his heart.I think I will never have the chance to make him open up.I guess it's time to wake up and return to my original place."Don't do anything," he demanded, piercing my ears and striking absurdity in my brain. However, the more stern and obstinate he appeared, the more my expression relaxed as I gave up trying to understand his convoluted line of reasoning."Isn't this a ridiculous request?" I uttered."Yes, it is.""Then why?" I asked one last time."Just please," We both remained silent for a moment before I could hesitantly say, "Okay," and I didn't change the way I looked when I continued saying, "Okay, fine." He asked me to stop asking him questions incessantl
Everyone's eyes turned to Rowan the moment I greeted him. I could also feel Winston standing closer to me as soon as Rowan moved to approach me.Winston's suspicion that I had previously been fucking another man makes me feel my blood start to boil once more. I try to hide what my real mood is, so I smiled kindly towards Rowan, who was almost beaten to death because of Winston's poor judgment. I think he deserves to receive a proper apology from Winston. Everyone should take care of this adorable red fur ball, as he was also abandoned by his people just because of his mistake of going against Winston.I unintentionally patted Rowan's hair because I was deeply contemplating Rowan's misfortunes when Winston pulled my hand away and asked, "Do you like red hair? Should I dye my hair too?"I winced and said, "I'm just cleaning my hand," while demonstrating how my hand actually became clean after patting Rowan's soft, healthy red hair.I'm sorry for this, Rowan. I think you'll be more under
Wunzena is a lycan who enjoys making snap judgments. She enjoys misinterpreting things, so when I see her suddenly enter the living room, I start to feel very uneasy."Wunzena, this is not what you think," I said as I immediately yanked Rowan's hand away from me."Ah, yes. I'm sorry for bothering you two." she exclaimed before dashing away."What? Wait!"I hurriedly ran after her after she walked backward to leave the room.Whatever is going through her head is undoubtedly not a good thing, so I better make any misunderstandings clear because I don't want to make things worse.However, Rowan grabbed my hand and prevented me from leaving the living room.
I blacked out as soon as the debris hit my head.Due to my healer's ability, I can never be in danger of dying from an injury like this, but I could still experience pain and possibly pass out from it. I always recover quickly, that much is certain.After being unconscious for a few minutes, I eventually came to after opening my eyes, and the first thing I saw were worried faces."Call the doctor!""Fucker, I am a doctor.""Then do something!""What else should I do? She's healing on her own."I hear them bickering even though their faces obviously look entirely perturbed.If I didn't know that these two are merely rivals in position, I would be envious of this kind of interaction once more."Luceethe! Are you alright?" Winston asked. He pushed Wunzena away from me and then picked me up in his arms.Gosh, I want to kiss him right now for looking so worried about me."I am fine. Why are you—how about Rowan?"I immediately looked in the direction where I last saw Rowan flying. I then tu
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