I didn't know how to answer him, so I looked at the Snake Beastman observantly, despite my anxiety, as I raised my trembling hand. He was confused while looking at my eyes and my hand simultaneously. I already felt my blood draining due to the fright. "T-Try holding my hand slowly; you'll see why," I suggested nervously. He transformed into his passive form as he approached me carefully. I looked away because he was naked, and it felt like my anxiety worsened at the sight of his bare skin. He slowly reached out to my trembling hand, but all I felt was my anxiety getting worse. My heart was pounding so fast that my breath grew heavy, and the moment his skin touched my hand, I started to feel nauseated, then eventually threw up instantly. I fall unconscious due to hyperventilation and shock, and within that moment, I just confirmed that touching a beastman in his beast form will be easier than touching them in their human-like form. When I woke up, he just stood there looking at me i
The Snake Beastman's tail caught my foot, gripping it tightly while trying to pull me towards him, but I had already left the ground, pulling him up in midair instead as I flew towards the opening in the ceiling of the cave. He tried to crawl his way up to me, but the force of the wind created by my wings and the force of gravity made it hard for him to do so. He screamed in agitation as soon as we came out of the cave. He soon managed to crawl up to my foot, making me flinch, so I flew as high as I could, hoping he would soon let go before the height made it more dangerous for him to fall. I tried to kick his face to shake him off, but he didn't budge. A spear suddenly dashed near his arm. Though it missed, it inflicted a huge wound, causing him to suddenly let go. His upper body dropped, but his tail was still clinging to me. I glanced into the distance, where the spear came from, and saw Lowell getting ready to make another shot. I signaled him to stop, then I spun around, tossin
Dillon and Lowell were still frustrated due to guilt even after the dinner. My brother was also grumpy towards them despite my explanation of the situation. "Ari, it was due to our shortcomings that, even though we were blindfolded, we should have detected his presence even before you started taking a bath in the lake—it was because we were not good enough to protect you properly," Dillon muttered with teary eyes, kneeling in front of me. "Even so, please forgive us." He took my hand and rubbed his cheeks on my palm while holding it tightly. He was trembling while crying emotionally on my hand. "I'm sorry, Ari; I should have checked the area thoroughly before letting you bathe there—I didn't know there was a small underwater cave in that lake; it was all my fault—I'm really sorry," Lowell mumbled while kneeling as well. He couldn't look at me, but he was trembling more than Dillon was. He looked so terrified, as if it were the end of the world. "Dillon, Lowell, I know you felt gui
When Blake started to regain his strength, we started to teach him and Gurion proper manners. His injuries were yet to heal, but he could already do simple tasks. He surprisingly behaved, though he couldn't easily grasp the polite way of speaking to others yet. He may be rude sometimes, but now he knows how to apologize when he makes a mistake. I taught the two of them proper ways of collecting fruits, vegetables, and necessary herbs that we needed during the journey. I felt as if I had become the mother of two curious kids. As I had expected, Blake was just ferocious because he never received any education or teaching since he grew up on his own. After some time, he became closer to my brother and the other males, though there were many times that he picked fights with Gurion like a small child. The days passed by quickly, and it was already summer. It is my little Gurion's birthday. I wanted to celebrate Gurion's birthday, and I wished for him to have a wonderful memory with me a
The wine I made was sweet. It tasted like cocktails, but I could clearly taste the alcohol in there. Probably because it wasn't aged yet, since the higher the glucose content of the grapes, the more alcohol will be produced. Even so, I was still satisfied with the output. My brother and Dillon were both getting tipsy after just drinking three cups of wine, while Blake started to doze off due to drunkenness. It was funny seeing how they all looked when they got drunk. Lowell seemed to be enjoying the drink quietly on his own, trying to figure something out. He was probably figuring out how it was made since he has an in-depth knowledge of herbs and medicine just like me. "I was sure this was made of grapes, but why is there such a strong scent and taste?" he mumbled while seriously observing the wine. "It definitely doesn't taste rotten despite being placed inside the jar for a long time." "In my previous life, the strong scent and taste you are referring to were called alcohol—it's
Since the blood moon, I always have nightmares on every full moon. Luckily, Lowell had always kept an eye on me every time he sensed the full moon, so they did their best to wake me up every time I had nightmares and helped me to calm down. After a very long journey, we arrived at the Tiger Tribe. Winter has been just around the corner, so their tribe was all busy hunting and storing food for each family while their alpha oversaw those families who were lacking in manpower to hunt their food for winter. The Tiger Tribe was known for their strength. They usually don't get along with each other too much since Tigers are lone hunters by nature, but that doesn't mean they aren't sociable—they just like being alone. They rely on their own strength rather than their numbers, unlike Lions in their pride and wolves in their pack. Even so, a tribe wouldn't survive without order, so they still have an alpha to regulate the tribe and mediate once an argument or disagreement among the members a
During the last day of the wine production process, Dawon insisted on talking to me in private. Lowell and my brother were skeptical, but I agreed since we needed to get along with the tribe. He brought me to his house, so I was extremely nervous for some reason. I looked around while trying to plan an escape route if ever he had some extrinsic reason for the meeting. Male Tigers were possessive and aggressive towards their partners, so I needed to be careful not to get the attention of any males from the Tiger Tribe. I haven't seen the females of the tribe since I wasn't allowed to roam around freely. I suddenly felt goosebumps all over my body, just thinking of how wild they could be in reality. He asked, "I am the one who should be frightened of you, though—am I that scary?" as he fixed his table for us to dine with some fruit snacks while chatting. "Pardon for my rude reaction, but it's not that you look scary," I replied as I explained: "I am just... naturally afraid... becaus
"Brother, please calm down—it's not intentional," I said as I explained, "He was telling me about a collar to suppress my scent, and he said we need to obtain it as soon as possible because my scent was already causing chaos to the tribe." "I sincerely apologize for what happened... but we need to solve this issue before it gets terribly out of hand," Dawon added worriedly. "Her estrous will soon manifest, and even Lowell and your other male companions will go crazy over her scent, except you." My brother and Lowell soon calmed down, so they planned how to obtain the said collar with Dawon's help. The next day, the group was sent out. Lowell and Blake were among them. I also started having my first menstruation, so I bled for a few days, and I had to keep staying in the room while the others either stayed in the next room or right outside my door. After my bleeding, I started feeling weird and overly sensitive. Dillon also started to act awkwardly. He blushed whenever he was near m