All Chapters of Older Isn't Always Better: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Arealis City's elite wolf packs had a secret—the head of the Ferguson family, Evan Ferguson, worshipped his wife but also had affairs with other women.He treated them like princesses and satisfied all their desires. He only had one rule—they must never allow his wife to learn about the affairs.After all, she was the one who'd nursed him for three years after his family had betrayed him. She'd even gone on the run with him for 48 days, almost giving her life to restore him to his rightful place in his family.Evan's newest lover was bolder than everyone else, though. She brazenly taunted me, emboldened by his feelings for her."You're just a weak human, Ms. Castillo. I bet you can't endure such intense intimacy, right? Last night, Evan told me I gave him a thrill he's never felt before. Look at all the love bites he's left on me!"It was at that moment I decided to leave Evan.When I was packing my stuff, an ancient emblem with a simple design fell to the side of my feet.That

Rashes appeared across my face as the rum I consumed started to take effect. My breathing became short and hurried.Younger Evan worriedly yelled for help, but no one could hear him or see him except me.He rushed to his older self, trying to warn 27-year-old Evan about my condition.Alas, his hand passed through older Evan's body; he couldn't touch anyone.Meanwhile, older Evan was busy chatting and drinking with Hannah to notice my changes.Another woman who sat beside me noticed me struggling to breathe. She came up and inquired, "Ms. Castillo, what's going on?"The rashes on my face hurt. Holding my neck, I opened my mouth to gasp for breath. I couldn't speak.Evan finally remembered that I was a human who could not consume werewolf rum.Panicking and guilty, he tried to carry me in his arms."Bella, hang in there! I'll bring you to Dr. Brandt. He has diluents that might help."I shook his hand off and walked out of the room with great difficulty.Evan shot up and forcef

I returned to my hometown in the horse carriage—back to that city where I first stumbled upon Evan. Back then, Evan was being hunted down. When I casually strolled past, I found him suffering from multiple injuries and pitifully lying in a bed of roses.At first, I assumed he was just another wolf cub, so I brought him home and nursed him.However, when I emerged from the kitchen with a warm glass of milk, I noticed that the poor little cub had become a tall, good-looking man.His golden curls shone a little under the rays of sunlight. He peeked at me helplessly with those sapphire blue eyes.Evan told me that his father's illegitimate children were after his life in a fight to be the Ferguson family heir. He begged me to take him in. He promised he'd reward me handsomely when he made a full recovery and returned to the Ferguson family.Feeling sorry for him, I didn't think much and agreed to his request. I housed him in my house's storage room and brought him enough food and

20 years ago, one of my aunts, Lucia Reagan, married and settled down in Gaston City. After my parents passed away, Aunt Lucia wrote to me and told me to stay with her.Since Aunt Lucia's family wasn't exactly doing well, I did not live with her for fear of adding to her burdens. Instead, I wrote back, telling her not to worry and that I was doing fine.Thinking back, had I taken Aunt Lucia's advice and lived in Gaston City, I wouldn't have run into Evan and ended up being hurt by him.Anyway, I had decided to visit Aunt Lucia. She was my only family, and I bet she'd love to meet me too.Most importantly, werewolves were banned from Gaston City. Hence, that city was my only safe haven.Aunt Lucia was beyond excited to see me. Not only did she get a cozy bed ready for me, she introduced me to her two daughters, hoping we could be good friends.My two cousins were enthusiastic. They generously invited me to afternoon tea and gifted me their newly-sewn dresses.Aunt Lucia's dream w

I lost a customer who bought white bread daily after Benjamin left Gaston City. At the same time, I lost a friend I could chat with.Now, Evan visited my bakery daily. He'd place a stalk of fresh rose every day on the window sill.He stood there without interrupting my work, but his presence was jarring to me.I ended up writing a complaint to the Gaston City mayor. How could a city, which claimed to be werewolf-free, allow a werewolf to come and go as he wished? What a disrespect for the laws!The guards from the mayor's residence arrived soon. They were here to arrest Evan and throw him out of Gaston City. Evan fought the guards in an attempt to get to me.He shouted, saying that he loved me and regretted his actions, but his actions did not concern me. The onlookers gossiped about him. Without warning, a madwoman left the crowd and charged at Evan. She plunged a silver dagger into Evan's abdomen. Everyone at the scene struggled to process the attack, as it had happened at t