SEASON 3 As everything tries to separate the love dogs, the power of their family stands still. The uncovering of the real criminal must be victorious… even if it means cutting their mate bond.
(HESSUEL'S POV)I lost her again... but this time, I let her go. Hedwelch and Danteleon are leaning on my chest. Unlike Danteleon, Hedwelch's eyes, secured in my right arm, are wide open at me. While I've been staring at the ponytail on my right wrist, even just a little scent of her hair is left in here. I reclined my back and exhaled. I watch my way out from Plandreas through the window, and the farther it takes, the clearer it is to me that I'm on my own now. Acro is with me nevertheless!It's more worrisome to think that I am a father of these two than exciting! I'm starting from nowhere, at least I have the prior expenses I might need. The one thing that worries me is, who would protect them whenever I leave the house for work—especially since we are werewolves. That's one of the tips I learned from my father but I didn't expect the reality to be more complicated than teaching it!......My father and I were resting our elbows on the crib whilst watching Hedwelch and Danteleon
The ship landed in an unknown city for me. It's a crowded and gallant city but not as good as Plandreas. I knew as a first-timer that this place is polluted because of my sharp sense of smell. Venders are aggressively endorsing their merchandise to every commuter like me. But only one stall caught my interest. I bought 2 bowls of stew! And while I'm eating, I'm feeding Hedwelch and Danteleon too, but Danteleon is thrifty with the wolf milk.I accidentally looked at Acro and she's been glaring at me the whole time. I was calculating about my previous mistakes but nothing counts as to why she's an angry bird now, it's because I lack something! My mouth rounded with the spark of that idea. After my meal, I looked around in the city for a pet shop and bought her expensive bread to feast upon. I don't just feed children but also a bird.Inquiring is my best map so I asked for an inn to stay in. This city has shrines and lots of lanterns that for sure are aligned to their belief—and this f
Her mansion is purely vintage. The walls are bookshelves overcrowded with books, even the lengthy table in the middle of this space is occupied with books and blueprints of magic—just like how messy a mage could be. I laid the carrier on the table, silently, observing her motions that might seem alarming while she's performing enchantment to Hedwelch and Danteleon. "The atmosphere of this city contains an anti-werewolf swirling in the air," she generously informed whilst still acting grumpy. "This will be the safest place for them and your wisest decision would be to stay here for tonight. I bet the atmosphere has affected you as well." And then she finished her magic, Danteleon cried afterward. "What did you do?" I formed my claws behind my thigh. "Infants are healthy when they cry. It's your turn to feed him." Her response calmed my doubt. I looked at Danteleon and he's flushy again. I gave him a pacifier first. The woman slides sideward the bookshelf and behind it is a door des
I hid the letter in my pocket and helped the old man; with one jug on my right shoulder and the carrier on my left. I could carry more than one jug even with the carrier yet my supernatural strength might alarm them. I tried to ignore some of the Moon's Order pack werewolves who were cleaning the whole bar. Trouble shall surely arise when they figured out I am where I shouldn't be! The old man has been joyfully thanking me while tapping my shoulder. "I think I'll need an employee now!" he said. "Huh? Me? Well... that's..." I'm hoping for a better plan yet I felt I shouldn't turn down an opportunity! Adulting is not exciting! "I think he's a full-time father," Matheo came into the picture, "and he's the one in need of an employee, don't you think?" "
Haiban's advice for me to sleep was adjourned again. My time is more than gold to waste, consequently, I tasked Lanasia and Zaeramil without taking a break to publish a book that will brainwash the people. I entrusted the task to them and need more hands than this to do my work. Shouldering the whole fate of werewolves is the most formidable job I have ever had and I even deserve to retire in the end! After leaving the task to them, I requested an appointment with the mages in Venduque Academy to organize an occasion I implemented. Other than that occasion, Manjiro and Linly invited me to be one of the bridesmaids at their wedding to be held a few weeks ahead! But I can't tell when humans will ambush this city and I'm the only one who knows it! Inside the palace a few days after, I've created a giant glowing sphere levitating above me while underneath it are my messy books and blueprints on the table. "This is the initial globe of my creation. And the migration shall commence toda
I drank 3 glasses of water with Acro's assistance on the table. I fixed my clothes when I could breathe normally again. I read the newspaper for the nth time 3 years ago wherein the legend about werewolves was stated in an article written by Ciarra. I've never seen her in person but because of her books, the people around me forgot about the existence of werewolves even in faraway cities. But that saves my time from the trouble hunters give me.As a matter of fact, humans live more complacent than before this article was published. Ever since the day the strange light turned the night into day, I've never seen my kind again nor heard anything about them. I've never received replies from Dandeline regarding my letter to her."I miss her... I miss them... They're probably in the world where they belong now. And meanwhile, we're still here." I drank the 4th
(Dandeline's POV) 5 years passed and I stayed at 23. It's twilight at this hour in this world, 3 pm. I was sitting on the mattress on the floor of a quiet room to perform an enchantment; I closed my eyes, opened an enchast in front of my face, and opened my eyes again in a different body. I looked around the house—the home where I was supposed to be. What fascinated me was the paintings on the walls, stairs, and foot sketches on the floor that were unfamiliar compared to my last visit. I jumped down to the floor to visit my twins sleeping tightly on their bed. I stared at their peaceful faces, I reached for their hair to feel them, and my eyes went teary all the time I thought about my boundaries. Hessuel wasn't spotted on his bed. I walked back to the dining table to look around for him. The door opened and here he is with a teacup on hand. Locking my gaze at him, I'm consistently impressed with the figure of his body. He's 27 now. Adulthood hit him fantastically! His short bea
Dayana volunteers to enchant one of my shirts to make it a dress for Hrista. Her fatigue knocked her out shortly so I laid her in my bed after the kids dried her hair. It's time for twilight but the resting dark clouds are hiding it. Our two visitors took the chance to come outside."Classes are suspended tomorrow. We'll have our next session after that!" Dayana said to my kids before she left. She praises their math skills once again and when she leaves, these two are silently screaming whilst slapping each other's arms.Ophelia says her goodbye in a piece of advice, "I'll stay in an inn until the reunion. You can call me right away once you meet my requirements."I have successfully ciphered her peevish gaze at me. "No, I won't make that woman their mother.""Oh, loyal