All Chapters of The love between the hunter and the werewolf: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

William laughed and shook his head. He glanced at the birdman beside him, and his tone faltered unpredictably as he said, "It's very expensive, but we have cheap herbs. I don't know if you're interested or not?"The birdman had always stood in the corner listening and sneered in his heart. He turned his head, and his special gaze stared at William for a moment before turning his eyes to the two bears. The birdman softly asked the young bear, "You've just come out of the werewolf tribe, so you know their leader's predecessor - Nick... Is he dead?"The young bear was taken aback and hesitantly said, "Probably not dead."Suddenly, William heard the birdman mentioning the gray wolf, and he remembered the high-ranking demon near the cave. His heart stopped for half a second, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Blue veins appeared on his arms, and his eyes showed both fear and anger. "So do you guys know where he is?" Birdman hesitated for a moment before asking again.The young bear scratch

The big hand, revealing its bones, rushed out into the icy cold air from under the animal skin blanket. The rough palm rubbed against the fur of the bed, not afraid of the cold, as it slowly approached the other side where Jenny, his little wife, lay.In the quiet cave, only the sound of Nick's heart beating faster and faster could be heard. Although some thoughts of touching her again lingered in his mind, he was only carefully touching her fur blanket in reality. He lifted her up quietly, bit by bit, touching her right hand. The slightly cold fingertips touched the soft hand of his little wife, and the warm feeling was transmitted, causing his pointed ears to tremble slightly.However, he quickly noticed that her body temperature was abnormally low. The feeling of joy and shyness, like a spreading weed, quickly quieted down. Nick wondered why she was so cold. Was she sick? Was it because of his magic energy that she was sick?Filled with anxiety, Nick parted his thin lips, calling h

POV: The time has been reversed to more than half a day ago from Birdman's perspective.After bidding farewell to two foolish bears in the jungle, the Birdman struggled to flap his wings in the hail, with one wing protecting the leather bag. He flew for a while and fortunately stumbled upon an overhanging cliff where he landed to take shelter from the midnight rain. Now, he is an adult bird from the Joke tribe and his name is Minee. He waited under the cliff until the hail transformed into rain and snowflakes before continuing to flap his wings and fly outside of the jungle. Despite flying for four or five consecutive days, he was extremely tired.Due to the great distance, news of the gray wolf's disappearance took a long time to reach Minee. More than ten days had passed from when Nick went missing to when Minee discovered the news. Upon hearing the news from William's place, Minee lost a bit of hope.Minee flew all the way here, carefully choosing a safe and quiet route, yet he sti

At this moment, Jenny did not know that danger was approaching in the jungle not far from them. Her head was still dizzy, but her fever had subsided a little, and she had spent the night sleeping next to Nick. Feeling embarrassed as bedtime approached, she sat on a stone bench near the stone stove, holding a bone needle for embroidery and needlework.Nick sat beside the stone table, his jet-black lashes drooping, his spine straight, but unsure of what to do. The warm light from the fire-strewn "master bedroom '' fell on his cheeks, softening his ferocious, ghastly scars, making Jenny's husband - gray wolf even more handsome.The two had maintained this posture all morning, ever since Minee had left for the day. One person and one wolf had always maintained a very polite attitude towards each other.They ate breakfast in silence, sitting apart from each other before going their separate ways to rest. Thinking about what Nick had said in the morning, Jenny's hand holding the needle stop

Due to Nick’s calculations, time seemed to have reversed to the moment when he and Jenny had just met. However, this time was different from before, as they had enough food to last for a month and an abundance of herbs. Upon first inspection, the gray wolf’s injuries did not appear to be as serious as before. As was customary, after Jenny and the wolf finished wiping his body, he applied the potion again to confirm the gray wolf’s condition. After cleaning up the cave, Jenny cooked ginger juice while taking inventory of their current provisions. The cave had a door that could cover the rain and wind, and the animal skin curtains in the “master bedroom” had become thicker. Thanks to Minee bringing in herbs and animal skins, the gray wolf now had three sets of clothes. In terms of food, there was still plenty of buffalo meat in the “storage room”. The dried meat she had brought had already been eaten, and the tuber powder had a little left. The rabbit Andrew had brought over had not be