All Chapters of The love between the hunter and the werewolf: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Vivian raised her eyebrows as Jenny suddenly withstood one of Vivian's blows. However, Vivian did not believe that Jenny could resist the magical energy hidden in the willow branch. After collecting the willow branch, Vivian did not continue to attack.Vivian was too subjective. Any other Human Race would not have been able to endure these magical weapons. However, Jenny's spiritual power was special, and Jenny quickly resolved Vivian's magic. Although scared, Jenny forced herself to remain calm as she faced the powerful demon.The gray wolf was seriously injured, and ahead was Andrew's house. Regardless of the direction, Jenny did not want to be hurt or involved. Although Jenny's ability was not strong, at the end of level 1, she still had some resistance. If the demon targeted Jenny, she needed to use all her strength to lead the demon to the werewolf tribe's territory to have a chance of survival.Many thoughts ran through her mind. In reality, it was only a brief moment. Jenny pret

Jenny only felt a tingling sensation on her cheekbone, as if the willow branch had transmitted it. As the willow branch moved away from her cheek, it tightly wrapped around the hand of old man Kay, gently caressing the palm of his hand, oblivious to the marks left by time on his body. It seemed as though the old man had forgotten what he once loved most about Vivian: his elegantly slender hands.Vivian smiled at everyone, her eyes filled with love as she said, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Vivian. From today onwards, I am your grandmother."After speaking, Vivian paid no attention to the astonished gaze of old man Kay or the expressions of the two children, Andrew and little Rose.Vivian retrieved the willow branch, her eyes flashing with an excited crimson hue, which, at first glance, was quite intimidating. "Kay, wait for me. The children are also waiting for me. I have to go hunting, you all look so thin, you need to eat something!"Having said that, Vivian swiftly ran into the den

Despite her composed and somewhat innocent appearance, Jenny's intention to stroke the gray wolf's fur seemed to carry a deeper meaning.Having been busy all day, Jenny was exhausted. After a brief hesitation, she decided to sleep in her clothes.As she looked at the handsome wolf under the flickering firelight, dressed in vibrant red clothing, it created an illusion that tonight was their wedding night.Perhaps the quality of the firewood brought by the gray wolf last time was exceptional, as Jenny lay on the bed covered with a thin fur blanket but still felt slightly warm.After she settled down, a gentle breeze could be heard by her side, albeit from a distance, but she still sensed the presence of the gray wolf.In the serene cave, her whole body ached, and she closed her eyes, waiting for the wolf to fall asleep.Similarly, the gray wolf was also waiting for his little wife to sleep, so he only half-closed his eyes, silently perceiving Jenny's breathing.They waited together like

Although luck has improved, there aren't many creatures with spirit stone embryos like this plump pigeon.The second trap had nothing , and the third trap showed signs but didn't catch any prey.Jenny felt around and only found one egg from the third trap.This egg was the same size as the one she had previously retrieved, but there was still no sign of life inside.Jenny felt quite sad because she used to often encounter small animals hopping around, but ever since she stayed with the wolf and found many eggs, none of them showed any signs of life.But today's harvest wasn't bad; these small spirit stone were enough to sustain the gray wolf for a while.She wiped the egg clean, put it in her backpack, set up the traps again, and added fresh bait. Jenny hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to head home.Nick remained in the same position, still lying as he was when she left, and the wound on his body showed no signs of worsening. The herbs on his crippled leg were still fresh

Old Kay's voice was very soft, and drops of blood trickled down her handsome face from the old woman Vivian's fangs.Jenny noticed that the perfect half of old woman Vivian's face was filled with pain. The old woman seemed to be slightly conscious but not fully awake.On the rough and concave arm, there emanated a fragrance that, to the old woman, was no different from temptation.Saliva dripped from her fangs, and Jenny silently watched as they maintained a tug-of-war position.However, in the end, old woman Vivian could not resist the temptation of flesh and blood. She fiercely bit old Kay's arm.As fresh blood flowed down, Jenny saw the old woman, with the shape of a willow tree, gradually regain her senses, tears streaming down her face.Throughout the ordeal, old Kay did not utter a cry of pain or resentment. It was evident that they were both suffering.Jenny's throat was dry, and her heart was filled with fear.Is this the state of demonization that old woman Vivian spoke of?W