The large black wolf stood erect in front of me, his piercing eyes peering deep into my soul. However, he exuded no threat, as if we had known each other for a long time."This is different from the wolf I met before," I said to myself. I was immediately reminded of the black wolf I encountered in Borneo, who gave off an intimidating atmosphere at first. Unlike the last wolf, this one seemed more approachable."I've been waiting to meet you," the wolf murmured, his voice deep and calm.I was speechless and didn't know what to say."Don't worry, I won't hurt you," the wolf comforted me, and I didn't feel threatened by this creature.I returned my gaze to Faghri, who appeared to have turned into a statue. Faghri remained still, but I knew he was okay."Faghri's not in danger, is he?" I requested that the wolf check Faghri's current status."He's not in any danger," the wolf informed them.The wolf swirled around me like a puppy eager to play."How can I save Faghri?" I asked right away,
As I approached, the sky darkened, and I found myself at a gigantic tree in the heart of the forest. Despite the fact that I was exhausted from my lengthy journey, something about this place captivated me.The black wolf I was riding came to a halt in its shadow and motioned me to dismount."Why are we stopping here?" I inquired, surprised.It was late, but the moonlight was bright, illuminating the enormous tree nearby."It all started with this big tree," the wolf replied, his voice deep and full of a thousand stories.I took another look at the tree; it was truly unique and unusual, having possibly witnessed hundreds of individuals living around it over the years.I sat on the sprawling tree's roots, enchanted by the magic of this location."So, what happened here?" I inquired."This is where a testament of love begins, and on the other side, a relentless curse," the wolf said."A curse that you must resolve as soon as possible," it went on to say.I didn't entirely comprehend it,
I listened carefully as the man began to tell me a story. I realized that this story was also linked to my life and safety. "Our love story is intertwined in an unusual way, full of lessons." "My childhood friend and I, as werewolves, always felt different from others," he began. "What do you mean?" I interjected, surprised by the unusual twist in his sentence. "We always felt different from the rest of the villagers," he explained, his eyes distant. "We fell in love at the age of nineteen, under the enchantment of a full moon," he says. He raised his hand as he spoke, as if attempting to touch the moonlight slipping through the leaves of the large tree above us. "It sounds like something out of a fairy tale," I said to myself. "Yes, like a fairy tale, but with a sad ending," he added, pausing briefly before proceeding with his story. "We made a critical mistake. We used the sacred Grimoire, our tribe's magic book, as a mat for our lovemaking in the heat of our passion. It was
Using the power of love to break a curse? Doesn't that sound like a long-forgotten fairy tale?I was surprised to hear this response earlier from the mythical man. He claimed to be the first werewolf reincarnation from the past."Be careful with that Grimoire in your house." "I don't know when, but I'm sure it will cause you problems," the man explained again."Does that mean that the Grimoire is indeed the center of the werewolf's existence?" I inquired once more, seeking clarity on everything that had transpired."It is more than a relationship." Our werewolf clan's rituals rely heavily on the Grimoire. It contains secrets and spells that can control or even strengthen curses.""So, what should I do with it?" "How come I can't even read it?""Like I said, only holy love can overcome it."I could tell this man was hesitant to say that sentence. After all, the concept of breaking a curse with the power of love exists only in fairy tales. And it's usually a fairy tale for children, not
I arrived at the riverbank while riding the wolf's back."Here we are," said the wolf as he lowered me to the bank. I turned my gaze to the ancient monument, where Faghri had set up a tent before I left with this wolf.I couldn't figure out what the wolf was thinking when he looked at me.The full moon above us added to the eerie and tense atmosphere.I cast a glance at Faghri, who was standing nearby, transfixed like a statue, his eyes blank, as if trapped in another world.Moreover, there were several other wolves surrounding Faghri."Is that your son?" I inquired of the black wolf with a fire on his back."Yes," the wolf I was riding said.The wolf drew closer, his voice low and resonant in the cold night air."Kiss her," he said unequivocally.My heart was pounding as I looked at Faghri. Something about this situation felt more than mystical; it was a watershed moment."Does it have to be by kissing her?" When I asked the wolf, it nodded."Are there any other options?" I asked ag
The towering wolf beside Faghri drew my attention as I approached. Our gazes locked, and I drew him aside in a shared, silent understanding."I need to ask you something," I said quietly, admiring his glossy black fur in the moonlight."What are you thinking about?" "Is there anything else you're interested in?" he inquired after sharing his knowledge of werewolves.A sudden, significant question occurred to me. "Is it possible for a man to instantly fall deeply in love?"This reminded me of Rafe's diary entry in which he swore an unwavering oath of love to Aline, an oath he still keeps."Can you clarify?" inquired the majestic black wolf."About Rafe, who fell in love because of a childhood vow," I went on to say."So, he's maintained his love since taking that oath?" The wolf sought clarification, and I agreed with a nod.He looked at me, his eyes reflecting wisdom that transcended his animal nature."It's the Alpha Oath," he telepathically explained, "a sacred bond that cannot be e
I was sitting on the peaceful banks of a river with Faghri, and the hubbub of the night was like a tidal wave.We looked up into the sky, where the stars gleamed like sentinels. Our hair rustled in the cool night breeze that carried secrets we had not spoken."Faghri, you have suspicions about werewolves, don't you?" I inquired, starting the narrative.I could no longer keep this a secret from Faghri, not when he'd seen a werewolf twice firsthand.Softly but firmly, Faghri said, "I know about the werewolf."He continued to look up at the sky as though he was conversing with the stars directly.Startled, I looked up at him. "You know?"Indeed, regarding the werewolf. It surprised me at first," he said in a sincere reply that left me feeling both relieved and perplexed."I was also aware of your association with it, Luna," Faghri went on."But why do you treat me so well? Is magic to blame for it?" I questioned warily.I remembered how Faghri had seemed to connect with me after touching
I woke up from my deep sleep, feeling the cool morning breeze inside our riverside camp.Faghri was still sleeping peacefully next to me. I smiled at him, feeling happy."It looks like we'll need to leave soon."I didn't want to go home with Rafe waiting there. That could be dangerous, especially because Aline was also there.But then I remembered Aline asking Rafe to go on another honeymoon."Maybe Rafe won't be back for a few days?"I hoped for that. It would be a problem if Rafe found out I went out with Faghri again.A sweet smell was in the air, making me hungry. I looked outside and was surprised to see a pile of grape-like fruits in front of the camp.These weren't ordinary grapes. They were more colorful and smelled so good that I wanted to try them right away."Are these grapes?" I wondered, not sure what the fruit was.It looked like something from a fairy tale, not like the exotic fruits from tropical puau.I'm not exaggerating. It's hard to explain what I'm seeing.I smile
"You know, Miss Luna has made significant contributions to the rural communities of Borneo by establishing numerous educational institutions," is a statement that captures the essence of local discussions. Luna's charitable efforts, known throughout the region, have had a significant impact on this large Asian island.In her own words during an interview, Luna expressed her desire to give back to the community that has supported her, saying, "My life has been greatly enriched by the people here, and I feel compelled to return their kindness. Luna's motivations go beyond this singular sentiment, however.Known for orchestrating various charitable activities, Luna has a reputation for building not only schools but also hospitals and actively participating in various humanitarian endeavors.A recent event illustrates her prominence: a throng of journalists gathered around her, each eager to ask their pressing questions. In the midst of the crowd, one reporter took the opportunity to ask
The long awaited day has finally arrived. Today is the wedding of the son of the richest man, a prominent business tycoon. The atmosphere is one of joy and celebration, enhanced by a clear, sunny sky that seems to bless the couple's union.As they stand before their loved ones, Rafe looks lovingly into Luna's eyes and vows, "I accept your love and promise to love you for the rest of my life. Their love, pure and strong, resonates with everyone in the room.The crowd erupts in cheers as they witness this sacred bond being formed. But amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a lone figure stands in a corner of the party room, tears streaming down his face.Recognizing him, Luna calls out, "Faghri," but quickly corrects herself with a respectful tone, "Ah, I mean Mr. President. Her smile is bright and inviting.Faghri, overwhelmed with emotion, returns Luna's smile sincerely, his tears a testament to the depth of his feelings on this momentous occasion.It was obvious that Faghri still harbored s
We visited my grandmother's grave and found the place unkempt. As Rafe had mentioned, her grave had remained intact, contradicting my belief that it had been torn down due to the surrounding new construction."Luna, come on," Rafe urged, leading me to the cemetery.I grabbed some tools and started clearing the overgrown grass."Why hasn't this cemetery been torn down?" I asked, aware of the ruthless business tactics often employed these days, where even homes are not spared for the sake of profit."The company that owns the adjacent property is having financial difficulties," Rafe informed me.Then he added, "I plan to buy all that land," leaving me stunned."Thank you," I said, realizing that expressing gratitude had become a habit for me. I truly appreciated all that he had done.After tending to the grave, Rafe and I decided to dine at a nearby restaurant. Its simple charm was refreshing, a reminder of how much I missed such unpretentious places.Having spent the past month indulgi
I never thought it would end. The last few months have been really exhausting for me and I'm glad they're finally over."Luna, what are you going to wear?" Rafe asked as he approached me with a group of people behind him. They seemed to be famous fashion designers."What do you think would look good on me?" I replied, bringing out Rafe's playful side."Anything looks good on you, Luna," he flirted, earning nothing more than a playful flick of my tongue in return. Rafe laughed heartily, his demeanor so different from before.He seemed much more alive and approachable now, almost like a new person."Did you hear about Faghri? He's going to run for president," Rafe announced, taking me completely by surprise. Faghri, once notorious for his ruthless ways, had transformed himself into a respectable figure, and now he was eyeing the presidency."Rafe, you're serious, aren't you?" I asked, looking for confirmation in his expression. He nodded solemnly, confirming the surprising news."I'm se
That morning, the shocking news reverberated across all media platforms, sending waves of disbelief around the world. Television programs, newspapers, and online outlets all carried the same headline: "Assassination at the President's Office: President Etas fatally shot by trusted aide". The uniformity of the reports, which all followed the same chronology, was striking, with not a single source challenging the narrative of President Etas' untimely demise.In stark contrast to this grim news, a more personal story was unfolding in an old but grand home. Here, Rafe and Aline were seen in a tender embrace, their affection evident in front of Rafe's parents. The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and impending change."Rafe, have you decided who you are going to marry?" inquired Rafe's father, a hint of expectation in his voice. Rafe's answer was a nod, followed by a frank admission, "Legally, I am married to Luna. But in matters of the heart, not yet." His words revealed a complicate
The presidential palace was eerily quiet that day, a stark contrast to the tightly secured perimeter outside. Inside, however, the atmosphere in the President's private chamber was anything but calm.Aline's father, the President, was visibly seething with rage. His face was contorted with rage, the veins on his neck were pronounced, and his body tensed as if ready to spring into action. The anger inside him had reached a boiling point."Bastards! I'll kill them all," he roared, the words thick with raw emotion.The tragic death of his daughter Aline had devastated him. Ironically, he had denied her Secret Service protection out of respect for her wishes to engage in something illegal, a decision he now bitterly regretted."I swear, everyone involved will pay," he bellowed, his tone dripping with vehemence.In a fit of desperation, he threw a paper across his desk, his demeanor mirroring that of someone lost in a terrifying episode of unbridled madness.At that moment, there was a ten
On the other side of the picturesque park where love once blossomed, next to a quiet street, Faghri sat alone, lost in thought."It seems I took too long to realize it," he murmured to himself, reflecting on his past mistakes.It was a moment of deep regret for Poria. He lamented that he had not met Luna earlier and thought about a different fate."If I had met Luna earlier, would I have been the one she loved?" Faghri wondered aloud.He sat brooding in solitude, struggling with a fate that seemed inexplicable and unfair."Never mind," he finally sighed, trying to accept what he couldn't change.As tears trickled down his cheeks, Faghri quickly wiped them away, trying to regain his composure.Looking back, he noticed that Luna and Rafe had returned. They seemed to have reconciled and returned to normal. Faghri watched them, a mixture of relief and sadness in his heart."How was it? Was the curse finally lifted?" asked Faghri, trying to maintain a calm and undisturbed demeanor regardin
Luna chased Rafe to the edge of the highway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Rafe stood dangerously close to the edge, his eyes a lifeless gray that reflected his apparent resignation to ending his life."Rafe!" Luna's voice broke through the tense air, a mixture of fear and relief coloring her tone.Rafe turned, his expression one of disbelief. "Why are you here?" he asked, his words laced with disbelief.Without a word, Luna delivered a powerful punch to Rafe's cheek, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her voice, trembling with a cocktail of emotions, scolded him, "What's the point of us surviving all this time if you're just going to throw your life away?"As Rafe looked at her, his eyes changed, darkening with a resurgence of hatred. "Luna...go away. I don't want to kill you," he said softly, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing his darker impulses.It was all because of the Alpha Oath that Rafe harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge agai
I opened the letter Faghri had just given me. It was a letter written directly from Rafe, who was nowhere to be found.**To Luna,I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I selfishly planned to save us both from this terrible fate, but now I realize that may not be possible. It seems that one of us must make a sacrifice, and I have chosen to be the one to do so.Luna, perhaps we will meet again in our next reincarnation, hopefully free of this curse. Before I met you, I lived a lonely life, but your presence brought color to my world.For you, Luna, I cannot break the Alpha Oath. After Aline's death, my desire for revenge has grown. I am torn between wanting to hurt you and loving you.You no longer need to look for me. If my father asks, please give him this letter. I do not want to bring suffering to anyone, so I have decided to end my life.I believe the waves will take me to the next life.Thank you, Luna.**The message ended with my heart racing wildly. This message was a clear