All Chapters of Choosing between Dragon and Werewolf : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Alec looked at the figure of Nicholas, who was sitting with him in the garden behind the Berthold residence with a look in their eyes that they could hardly describe. His eyes followed Nicholas' gaze, finding that he could only see the empty daytime sky over Waterford city. Their lips were dry and chapped from the fact that they kept refusing his offer to even drink water, and kept asking him to take them to this place. Then they would sit in silence all day until the sky turned dark when it was a sign from nature that nightfall was coming. Right now, all he could do was stay still, staring at the figure of Nicholas who still would not move from the park bench even after he managed to bring them to his residence. He had to ignore the reaction of rejection from his entire extended family, who rejected the presence of the Southampton sand dragon clan and thought of him as a crazy person. Especially his grandfather, Pierre Berthold, who was the most opposed to his decision to help Nichol

Nicholas gasped, finding themselves speechless the moment they heard the words Alec Berthold had just said to them. If there was an appropriate expression to describe what a young human with the grace of immortality from the goddess Morrigan–Alec Berthold–looked like to them, then they would say that Alec was the dumbest person they had ever met in their lives. What they meant was, how could anyone be willing to sacrifice anything, be willing to do anything, and even be willing to give up everything just to protect them? Protecting a creature that would not even bring the life of an immortal young human any luck other than misery? William Schneider—a person who they once had a feeling to the man, to the point where they would give anything for the werewolf man in exchange for the attention William gave them, did not even want to stay around them for long. The person they had only realised when the man had intended to kill them three days ago had approached them, not out of sympathy,

With help from Stephen, who immediately ran out of the car and opened the door for her, Veronica walked out of Stephen's car as soon as they arrived at the port. Precisely, on the dock, which was one of the hearts of the export-import economy of Waterford city and also one of the Laurent family's other livelihoods apart from the theatre. Well, at least that's what Stephen said which he could summarize from his short tour while on the road. He couldn't deny the fact that a strange feeling shrouded his heart. It felt like he was in one of the scenes that often appear in dramas or action-themed films, only this is real. His heart was pounding, racing with a little euphoria inside him that he was trying to keep from rising to the surface due to a new experience that he had never felt before he got to know the world of supernatural beings. "Thanks, Stephen." "Don't mention it," Stephen replied with a wink as he closed his car door. As he always saw in fiction, the cargo dock looked bus

She looked at Nora, who was galloping towards Stephen first. The woman's body was indeed small, but the movement of the woman's body was very agile, assisted by the appearance of transportation called by the woman just now, whose shape reminds her of a surfboard out of nowhere, but with colours that remind her of the colour of the aurora sky in the Scandinavian region. The woman jumped onto the surfboard, launching a magical fireball attack like it was shooting a bullet in rapid motion–barely caught by her eyes to the enemies. "Nora..." Her attention was diverted from Nora, who managed to approach Stephen towards Arabella. The woman's voice was hoarse, with her eyes slowly opening, looking confused. The woman's eyes shifted alternately to Nora's minions summoned by Nora, then to her, and finally to the magic barricades that enveloped them like transparent domes. "Miss Darren..." With great difficulty due to her still not fully recovered body condition, the woman tried to change her

Mentally preparing his mind may not be the right sentence to describe the actual situation he had to face at the moment. The worst part was the fact that no matter how hard his mind was trying over and over again to block those negative thoughts with positive ones, they will all bounce out of his mind which has been completely overtaken by negative thoughts. Fear was building up, creeping up and overtaking him every time he stepped closer to Nikki. As time went by, he could feel that every step of his feet began to feel heavier and heavier, until he finally stopped walking near Nikki, who was still cowering in fear in Arabella's arms. Arabella quickly noticed his presence and tried to distance herself from Nikki so he could approach her, but he asked her to stay close to Nikki while he prepared himself once again. "I am scared! I am scared! I do not want to go there!" His mind suddenly replayed memories of the past when the young woman who now became his girlfriend was only eight ye