"The night's gloom is nothing compared to Winston's stunning, deep black eyes. Even though he always has a blunt countenance, when he occasionally grins, it brightens the entire room. A jawline so sharp it might cut my fingers, but a face like heaven! I feel like I'm holding a bowling ball when I rub his arms after a long, sweaty day. Messing with his fluffy, jet-black hair is like grabbing a piece of cotton candy. He makes sounds that are so bizarre they end up being soothing." I proudly said as if I were chanting a poetic masterpiece, but in my case, the person I was describing was the masterpiece.Meanwhile, Wakkin and Windriel, who were forced to listen to my monologue, ignored me and simply continued to wash their bodies that were drenched with dirt and blood.As expected, it was not easy to kill armed humans, so Wakkin had to help Windriel. Although Windriel didn't do it alone, he looked satisfied with the killing they did today. I hope his heart will recover soon.Back to what
Two weeks have passed, and Winston's return is getting near. I actually didn't feel lonely at all, as I got better after Wunzena came to me and asked me to help work at the hospital. I willingly worked, as I always wanted to use my powers for the betterment of my precious lycans. The nice thing was that the teenagers who got involved with Maricar are now also helping at the hospital. They cutely follow me around, claiming they are my followers.They are the cutest next to William!Wunzena became close with the young Lycans too. She really is kind and easy to approach. However, even if I spend most of my time with Wunzena, I never have the chance to make her and Rowan get together again. Both of them are avoiding each other, which is definitely annoying! Aren't they meant to be soulmates?What made it worse was that Wunzena would simply smile at me whenever I tried to have a conversation about Rowan, while I couldn't even properly talk to Rowan because he was definitely avoiding me. W
"Love me," he repeated."What?"Like a fool, I bumped my head against his because I unintentionally tilted my head. Rowan is making me dumb for speaking nonsense. His words make my brain lag, and his touch makes my skin crawl.Rowan gently patted my head before returning his hand to holding my waist with gentleness. He reiterated his words. He said, "I want you to love me." but I still don't get the purpose of what he said. I get the words itself, but is he telling me to love him, but how? Like a friend? A sibling? There is no way he wants to love me as a lover because I'll definitely hit him in the head to fix his mind."Are you drunk?" I asked. I patted his back while casting healing so he would sober up. Or should I heal his head too? Did he really feel lonely and end up like this?Wunzena should come here to comfort Rowan!"I am not drunk. Stop wasting your power." he said without letting me go."Then what should I do?" I asked, but he went back to saying, "Love me."Did he reall
Out of nowhere, Winston appeared. I don't know how he made Wakkin fly up, as the only thing my eye caught was him beating Wakkin into a pulp as soon as Wakkin landed on the ground."Winston?"I hurriedly approached them and grabbed both of Winston's hands to stop him from beating Wakkin.Why is he here? I thought there was a week more before he came back. I am glad that he's here again, but what kind of reunion is this? He should be jumping on me, not on Wakkin!Winston was on top of Wakkin as he kept punching him.Gosh! How many times do I have to keep reminding these lycans not to harm each other? They really love to be unreasonably violent!Anyway, I stood behind Winston while holding his hands up. He looked up to me, which made me realize why he had ferociously beaten Wakkin.Winston was only looking at my eyeball, which remains stuck on Wakkin's claw. His eyes definitely show anger and concern."I am fine." I said, "We are only sparring," as I tried to calm him down.Surprisingl
If I list all the conditions Winston laid out for me to stay as his wife, I will definitely get confused. If I incorporate it with his actions, it will not even match even more.Then, should I stop overthinking about this and simply be happy if he gives me affection and be patient whenever he goes blunt? This on-and-off is crazy.Although it's crazy, I am still crazier whenever he's in heat."Haha, you're sweating a lot." I giggled while I wiped Winton's sweat from his face. We did other positions, and he was back on top of me again."How come you never get tired?" he asked while he thrust even faster. I think Winston has reached his limit. He shot a load of his warm liquid inside of me before he dropped and panted beside me. I also breathed heavily after loudly moaning from the electrifying sensation it brought to my body.Who says I can't get tired?I constantly replenish my energy because the one making my body work hard is a real beast—a beast in battle and in bed."Do you want m
"Mama, is there something wrong?" William asked because I was pouting the whole time."Nothing's wrong, baby." I replied while trying to fix my expression, but I couldn't. "I just want to see your papa.""Ow. Papa is busy." William also pouted."Yeah right."Today is the same as my usual day. Me and William, with Wakkin, are out in the garden playing. The two noticed my expression and were not pleased at how I looked.What makes my face look hideous because of the excessive pouting is that William remained busy despite being home. He is in his office doing his administrative work and other obligations.Who says leaders or people at the top have it easier?My Winston is definitely not having a good day because of the mountain of work he needs to deal with to properly manage the clan. I can't help either because everything was confidential! I am still a healer; if something gets leaked, they will automatically blame it on me, which Winston doesn't want me to experience. So while I have
"Are you ready?" I asked.I am back in the garden again with two shirtless lycans in front of me. They are showing off their chiseled and toned chests. I have to tame my face so as not to show how much I appreciate their bodies. Their bodies are definitely of different types, but both of them are definitely well-defined!Anyway, before I could get distracted with my appreciation for their chest, I gently touched their nipples as part of checking on the medicine I was curious about.The medicine was absorbed well because it remained on their skin despite the fact that the lycans had already bathed or sweated."W-why are you pressing harder on me?" Wakkin asked with a trembling voice. He sounds really pure for being a big man who looked brutish."I am not. You're overreacting." I lied. It's hard for me to check on him compared to Rowan because Wakkin has a hairy chest. His hair is blocking the power I am using to check on them. Rowan, who has a clean, smooth, and pinkish nipple, is too
I stood confidently in front of Wunzena, determined to help her. For a moment she looked willing to open up to me, but suddenly she gritted her teeth again before she ran away from me, yelling, "I'm sorry."I was too stunned to even chase her.I simply watched her go."What was that?" I mumbled."You can't ask her to tell you, sis.""Ack! Windriel! You startled me!" I jolted up.Windriel suddenly appeared behind me, and he slowly stripped off his shirt. I hurriedly grabbed the seam of his shirt and pulled it down."Stop! I'm done with the checking!" I shouted."Aw, you looked like you were having fun grabbing their chest, but you don't want to touch mine?" Windriel pouted.I can't believe he was watching the whole thing! It caused my cheeks to blossom in pink. I slapped him in the arm, as I knew he was simply teasing me."Don't make fun of me! I am really concerned about the medicine everyone is applying!""Well, sis, you can simply ask me. I can answer you, though.""You know what i
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