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A Werewolf's Growth and Redemption의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10
191 챕터
Ryan Lucas
"Master, this is the third time we are going to resurrect him. Are you sure we should continue?""Please continue.""Master, this is our final chance.""Continue, please, I beg of you, continue." I knelt before the elderly man, pleading.It was the first time in my life that I had to beg someone, beseeching our family's magician butler to once again revive a human man.The first time, my dominance and brutality had led to his demise; the second time, my deceit and selfishness had caused his death; and now, the third time, my delusions and recklessness had resulted in his demise once more.His gradually cooling body lay before me once again.The magician butler had warned me beforehand that if we were to resurrect him, his life would become even more arduous, his personality would become simpler. Despite knowing this, I had agreed without hesitation, confident in my ability to protect him. I had assured the magician butler that there wouldn't be a next time, that I would cherish him, l
더 보기My Treasure
It was yet another tiresome day, hiding between the walls of the football club's locker room, pretending to be engrossed in the assigned task. Ever since the coach banned outdoor training, my presence on the actual field had become a distant memory. Despite this constraint, I was still obliged to attend roll call and wait until the designated time to leave. This necessity arose from dual considerations: firstly, due to my conspicuous appearance, the risk of being discovered was immense, and if I dared to be absent, I might face lazy accusations; secondly, I found myself directly in the coach's crosshairs, owing to inadvertently attracting the attention of his lover. Sigh, I was relentlessly pursued by this woman, entangling me in an inescapable web of conspiracy.“Count me as unlucky”. I supposed. What else could the unfortunate do, except hid away in the confines of the locker room, scrolling through the smartphone, engaging in a bout of mobile gaming?"Hi, sorry for the inconvenienc
더 보기My Senses
In the dark locker, I could discern his facial expressions with remarkable clarity, thanks to my superior night vision, which allowed me to see clearly even in low-light conditions or complete darkness. After all, it's part of my werewolf nature. Sensing his desire to speak, likely due to being frightened, and with the sound of the coach's footsteps and voices outside, I promptly covered his mouth with my hand. Under the cover of my large hand, his eyes, widened in fear, finally met mine. Gesturing for silence with my other hand, I began to appreciate the beauty in the way he looked into my eyes, his gaze filled with apprehension yet captivating nonetheless.As his gaze accustomed to the darkness of the locker, he caught sight of me staring directly at him. His inherent shyness was once again triggered, causing him to immediately avert his eyes downward. However, in the confined space, with both of us in close proximity, facing each other, his head naturally lowered, effortlessly maki
더 보기My Luckiest Day
That night, I found myself unable to sleep. My mind was consumed by thoughts of him – his eyes, his scent, his figure. He mentioned he was headed to the Literature Department; did that mean he was a student there? I had courses in the Literature Department too; could we possibly cross paths? But what if we didn’t? How else could we ever meet again? I felt foolish. Why didn't I ask for his contact information this afternoon? If I had, perhaps I wouldn't be lying awake and pondering over these trivial matters.It truly was an entire night, a whole night without sleep. From the moment I woke up, the expression on my face spoke volumes, signaling to my family members in the house that it was best not to bother me; at school, suitors approached cautiously, noticing my displeased countenance, opting to keep their distance; in the classroom, my classmates, sensing my evident frustration, tactfully chose to occupy seats as far away from me as possible, not wanting to incur my wrath."Hello ev
더 보기My Brilliant Idea
I chose this place for dinner—it was a quaint café nestled in the heart of the college town. As we stepped inside, the lively chatter of students and locals filled the space, infusing the whole place with an irresistible energy. Laughter echoed off the walls, adding vibrancy to our dinner.The welcoming aroma was nothing short of heavenly good: freshly brewed coffee wafted rich and bold, mingling with the warm, enticing scent of freshly baked bread. It was a sensory symphony that immediately captivated our senses, drawing us into the cozy embrace of the café.The café itself was a picture of rustic charm, with its weathered wooden tables and mismatched chairs adding to its allure. Soft ambient lighting casted a gentle glow throughout the space, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere perfect for a romantic dinner for two.As the evening progressed, the café took on a magical quality, with soft candlelight flickering on the tables and the faint hum of conversation adding to the sense o
더 보기My Apartment
Ethan really made it. With the help of the GPS, I managed to locate the place where I first arrived, what I spontaneously called "home" an hour ago. Of course, I had to pretend to be very familiar with this place, so as not to arouse suspicion. Once I stepped inside the door, I found myself admiring Ethan's ability to handle things even more. The comfort level was off the charts, giving off a cozy vibe as if a family of three or four were living here. I wondered; would we ever have that kind of feeling in the future?He cast a quick glance in my direction, almost as though he needed my consent as the current occupant before initiating the tour. In that moment, feeling thoroughly impressed by Ethan's organizational skills, I nodded with assurance, offering a casual wave of my hand to indicate that he could explore the premises at his own pace.To his surprise, as he stepped into the first room, he caught sight of something unusual: a set of werewolf handcuffs. Due to my youth and occas
더 보기My Wet Dream
He was in the next room, perhaps exhausted, as he drifted off to sleep. From my own bed, I could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing, a gentle melody that matched the softness of his voice, which always seemed to soothe me. The scent of his freshly showered skin lingered in the air, subtly infused with a hint of soap, yet his natural scent remained unmistakable. Amidst the faint aroma of shower gel, his unique essence seemed to shine even brighter, drawing me in like an addiction. I found myself continuously inhaling the fragrance, allowing it to envelop me like a hypnotic lullaby, easing me into a state of tranquility. Every breath seemed to deepen my connection to him, as if his presence permeated the very air around me, comforting and captivating me in equal measure.As dawn arrived, the tantalizing scent of food filled the air, tempting me out of my cozy bed, where I often linger longer than I should. Filled with eager anticipation, I looked forward to the morning encounter wi
더 보기My Future Homemaker
Recalling last night's dream, though quite fulfilling, I couldn’t dwell on it anymore. The reason being, my body was reacting again, reminding me of the perennial dilemma of being a virile young man. It was a common scenario where one's subconscious stirred up desires, only to leave them hanging when reality kicked in. So, I quickly took a cold shower to cool off and decided to distract myself by going outside to catch a glimpse of the man who had been occupying my thoughts day and night.As I entered the kitchen, I caught sight of him already preparing breakfast, adorned in an apron and diligently scrubbing the pots and pans he had just used. There was a certain domestic charm about him, reminiscent of a dedicated homemaker. When he noticed me, a shy smile graced his lips as he bashfully averted his gaze, evoking memories of him from my dream. It was as if the scene had been plucked straight out of my subconscious and brought to life before me.But why was he so shy? Was it necessary
더 보기My Secret Collection
Neither of us had classes today, so after eating, I accompanied him back to his place. Initially, I thought he was staying in a hotel, but it turned out to be a very old and small roadside motel. I suggested he go ahead inside while I parked the car, planning to join him shortly afterward. However, when I entered the lobby of the motel, there wasn't a soul in sight. Fortunately, he had given me the room number before heading in, so I proceeded straight to it.His room happened to be located in the most remote corner of the motel premises. As I approached, my gaze caught sight of an unexpected scene: a short, stout, bald-headed man standing by Neil's room window, his gaze fixed intently on whatever was transpiring within. Reacting swiftly, I strode up beside him, feeling a surge of anger rising within me. I grasped his collar firmly, forcefully pulling him aside, and then peered through the gap he had been using to spy, where it was clear that Neil was changing clothes.To avoid alarmi
더 보기My Worries
Morning had arrived, and amidst the anticipation that had characterized the past few days, it carried a subtle undercurrent of hesitation. It was not that the novelty of sharing my space had worn off; rather, there was a new element of unease stirring within me. After all, he was only been here for a few days, yet my desires had reached a level that made me apprehensive about my ability to resist. In that moment of losing control, I feared that I might succumb to impulses that could potentially "consume" this captivating middle-aged man.Stepping out of the room, he had already prepared breakfast, but today's dishes were different from the previous days. They weren't the kind you'd find in restaurants; instead, they exuded a warmth that even I, a werewolf capable of giving warmth, found comforting. If I were to set aside the word "desire," I felt like I was growing fonder of him. His personality, his efforts, his care, his mere presence—all of it. Every little detail seemed to be weav
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