First ammo: act superior. The truth is I felt irritated with the way he humbles himself before his oppressors! He was totally wasting his strength! I scolded him in public, pressed a finger on his forehead to offend him, and walked away like a boss. In the end, guilt scolded me! I just told him not to be 'overly' humble, it wasn't my intention to make him feel extra bad after all the discrimination he had experienced. That act made me realize that I can't be harsh towards him, I'm mindful of his feelings. It was all part of my overthinking because he behaved the same—excited—afterward, especially when we rode the airship. I felt relieved. But that feeling didn't last long when I caught a glimpse of Zithri's mother. We met Zithri and I couldn't stop myself from stalking them that time. We didn't end properly. It trampled my pride that he was with his fiance while overlooking what I gave him: my womanhood. From the look of Zithri's eyes, he wasn't interested in running away anymore.
He fell sound asleep on the seat next to mine. That was how simple he was when drunk. I brushed my fingers to his hair, watching him sleep like an infant and face all red. Even tickling his hair doesn't bother him to wake up. My tipsiness subsided after I cast a spell upon myself and felt more wicked than ever. Now is my chance to take advantage of Hessuel for my own entertainment! In the meantime, I left him and Acro on the table and Matheo led me the way to our free room on the 2nd floor of their inn. It was a horrible room at first sight for a flashy lady like me. And Matheo wasn't quite generous in providing a room for a single bed. I drew a circle in the air with a finger for an enchast and our packed things dropped on the floor. I thought we would have to stay here for several days to discuss our next plan. And I also thought that Hessuel was such a docile and behaving werewolf when drunk until I found him at the root of the fray on the 1st floor. Worst of all, he picked the
Trembling. That was how I held a finger of Hessuel while he was carried by the pishnies using a blanket stretcher. It was the fear of losing someone that made me fragile. Matheo was the only one who pushed me to calm down until we got out through a small abandoned house in the forest. We only passed through it and the exit took us to a different forest where the sun shines. Acro flew ahead of us and I told Matheo that Lanasia was there. I told them that I would block the passage to block Elibur's pack and they all went ahead. The deal we had was irrevocable but the timing was under my supervision. I did activate an enchantment to lock the house and trapped them inside. When I caught up, Lanasia was with her family, dramatically reunited with her son. It was about 10 years since I last saw her before that day. There were tents on the spot. The pishnies took Hessuel inside and I came after them. A few days passed but Hessuel's consciousness was still ambiguous. It was mentally ted
He spent another day with Sherizzah, and that same day, I spent it with Maia and her wolves. They bound my hands behind and took me to a cavern far from the castle. Ominous growls of the werewolves surrounded me while being interrogated by their Luna. "Have we been conned by a moon servant? Perhaps some hunters offered you a bribe?" "What are you talking about?" "Don't deny it. Your action seems dubious. My wolves saw you opened the gate of this land. One of my wolves was found wounded because of an attempted invasion of hunters. How could you do such a horrible betrayal? You must have a purpose why you took the silver wolf here." "..." It was the consequences of my bargain with the moon. All the white wolves hated me, they either wanted death or eviction for me. The giant thorns and the frightful hole behind the Luna told me that they wanted death. Lying or diverting the truth has no room. "I made no bribe with the hunters. What profit can I gain from them anyway?" "Then why d
I came home with a heavy heart. But all sadness left me the moment my dogs welcomed me home. They were all jumping and dancing in joy as I kissed them one by one. Linly, who wasn't expecting my coming, was inside my home. She cooked and prepared everything I needed including the bath so I could take my time to relax. I told her everything that happened ever since we left. That was how she found out how devastated I am. I spent the nights watering my pillows with my tears. My dogs were unaware of my exact situation but they were there whenever they sensed me crying, licking my tears, and cuddling with me. Three is my golden retriever and my sweetest dog. She's also the one who loves to assist me in gardening and errands. She was holding the basket by her mouth when I bought sweets that might comfort me. And every time my mind rewinds memories of him, my spring shall be mixed with my tears again. I told all my emotions to Five. And his reverence while listening to me brought lightnes
Grinding the ingredients for the foods, I wake up early in the morning to make the kitchen busy. It's not easy to move with a growing life in my womb within the months of its constant increase. My fingers slightly increased in size and my cheeks are a little bit plumpy from the usual. But that won't stop me from eating what my mind wants. After 2 hours of preparation, I lay every viand and dessert for a single consumer on the table. Oftentimes, I have been drooling over food since 4 months ago. This kind of feeling is phenomenally priceless. I prepared spicy fries, boiled cabbage with sweet mayonnaise, and crunchy roasted meat that cracks whenever jammed in my teeth. And because of that sound, the dogs are watching me. Although I cannot catch their glances because they look away whenever I try. My peripheral view helps. I dip the fries in the sauce and eat and look at the dogs again, they avoid my glance. Every animal is naturally gluttonous. That's why I never share even though I'm
Elibur and two wolves are with him outside a prison room. Both sides are walls but it requires a magical key to make the door appear. They greet me except the Alpha. "You're gonna have to see this," he said. "And tell us about the situation." His blazing enchast draws a door on the wall by fire before he opens it. The empty room may overdose the boredom of the prisoner. But the wolf seems comfortable with a single, bulky maroon, mattress. He's complacent because his safety is eccentric. I praise Elibur, "You're kind to your prisoners." "The wolf did it." They have been attentive since Elibur opened the door. However, the white werewolf—that has a unique glow of fur—is peacefully napping on that mattress. I make cautious steps toward the wolf. When I manifested my spellbook, Elibur stretches an arm in front of me in defense. "I'll be fine," I assured. And he insists, "It's still my accountability if an incident attacked you and your child." I shrug my shoulders and proceed
I wasn't aware that I'd been making it void until today. I stoop down and weep. "I... I can't say the same words anymore..." "Yes, you can! Don't bind your perseverance over your fear!" The way she knocks my senses out of me rubs salt into my wounds. She's the only person who knows. She's the only person I never thought I'd been waiting for. And that made me pity myself dramatically. "It's my fault! I plan my own sadness! I am so weak! I'm so selfish!" "Okay, calm down—" "It's my fault why he suffered... and suffering! It's my fault why he looked at me with such cold eyes! I ruined his life! He's the real victim, not me... I don't deserve him! I'm not worthy of his love!" I continued. Lanasia is trying to tame me; caressing my shoulders and finger-combing my hair. "How could I... How could I bestow misery to that kind werewolf!? How could he love someone like me!? What if he falls out of love because of my perversity!? I am not worthy to be his other half, I only broke his whole