Thank you... Husband.

At this moment, Jenny did not know that danger was approaching in the jungle not far from them. Her head was still dizzy, but her fever had subsided a little, and she had spent the night sleeping next to Nick. Feeling embarrassed as bedtime approached, she sat on a stone bench near the stone stove, holding a bone needle for embroidery and needlework.

Nick sat beside the stone table, his jet-black lashes drooping, his spine straight, but unsure of what to do. The warm light from the fire-strewn "master bedroom '' fell on his cheeks, softening his ferocious, ghastly scars, making Jenny's husband - gray wolf even more handsome.

The two had maintained this posture all morning, ever since Minee had left for the day. One person and one wolf had always maintained a very polite attitude towards each other.

They ate breakfast in silence, sitting apart from each other before going their separate ways to rest. Thinking about what Nick had said in the morning, Jenny's hand holding the needle stop