Dhampir Silas took Ace Denzell away after the fight with Ultima Wolf Edric, but they had to stop halfway because Ace Denzell was bleeding profusely. When they arrived at a safe place, they sat down and Dhampir Silas tried to bandage him up as best he could. He got the first look at Ace Denzell's wound when he lifted his shirt to reveal that it was infected and swollen. He was careful not to touch any open wounds to prevent infections. His hands were shaking; he hadn't been able to heal people in years and was scared of causing pain.Dhampir Silas’ fingers brushed against a particularly tender spot on Ace Denzell’s back, and he winced at the feeling. Blood was running down from this particular spot. Dhampir Silas took his handkerchief out of his pocket and pressed it to Ace Denzell's wound, trying to slow the flow of blood. It wasn't working as well as he hoped.Dhampir Silas gently touched his wrist. "Is your pulse still going fast, or are you having problems breathing?" Ace Denzell

As soon as Altan left, Esen started preparing breakfast. "I don't know whether Gran would have eaten anything or not?" This thought made her even more worried. At first, it was Emily who took care of her food and drink, but now, "I wonder how she spent her night?" she wondered as she rummaged in the cupboards for something that looked edible.When she opened the fridge, she saw meatballs, soups, and fruits. There were a few vegetables and some bread. "But what would she eat?" she thought to herself.When nothing came to mind, she put some rice into a pan and set it on the stove to cook. It smelled like it wasn't going to turn out quite right, but it was better than nothing. Then she went back for another pot of milk and water to keep at a low boil to make the tea. She was now comfortably touching the juice bottle because of the gloves. The gloves were her best bet with this situation. Now nothing can turn into ice after her touch.After a few seconds, she sniffed something. The rice w

[Vanara Pack]The sun shines brightly over the Vanara Pack, and through its warm rays, it bathes the pack in a gentle warmth as it rises into the sky, casting its light into all of the corners of the world it touches. The morning wind gently blows along the Nagosia forest, brushing past the animals that pass by. The breeze is so soft that no one knows whether they have walked or just run by the wind, but it doesn’t matter anyways. It’s just an ordinary day in the Vanara Pack, a day where they are all simply going about their business, enjoying the morning air and each other's company.Alpha Lowell was still thinking about that she-wolf while dressing Beta Geri's wounds. As he carefully tended to the wound, he tried desperately not to think about what she looked like underneath her black fur. A single silver earring adorned her left earlobe, contrasting nicely with her dark fur. She looked fierce in the darkness of night. She must be at least a hundred years old, if not more, because t

They woke up the next morning tangled up in each other's arms, limbs entwined and hearts beating steadily. For a few moments, they lay quietly, enjoying each other's warmth. Finally, he moved to pull her in for a kiss. She eagerly met his mouth with hers, letting herself be consumed by him.Their kiss deepened slowly until they both started to feel dizzy from lack of air. As she pulled away, their eyes finally opened, and they shared a look before bursting into laughter.“Oh my god, you are so cheesy,” she giggled as she nuzzled against him. “I can’t believe I fell for your stupid charms.” He wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her flush against his chest. He pressed another soft kiss on the top of her head.She sat up, stretching languidly and yawning deeply. She ran a finger along a smudge of mascara that had gathered on her cheek. He looked at her with a goofy grin. His eyes tracked the movement, lingering on the curve of her collarbone. She smiled softly at him, still loo

Chapter 41: A door to heaven"Where is she going?" Pawn Clara asked Bishop Eloise in a low voice as they followed Rook Theia."How do I know?" Bishop Eloise said, feigning ignorance."Then why are we following her?" Pawn Clara questioned."Because she's dangerous!" Bishop Eloise whispered."This is Queen Clementine's room," Pawn Clara said loudly, to which Bishop Eloise quickly silenced her with a hand over her mouth."Why is she going there again?" Pawn Clara whispered. "Do you know what's in there for which Rook Theia is bragging again and again?""I just went into her room one time, so I don't know why she is going there or what she wants," Bishop Eloise said slowly, her eyes fixed on Rook Theia, who was looking back repeatedly.After taking a last look at the entire corridor and hall, she entered the room. As she left, Bishop Eloise grabbed Pawn Clara's arm and stepped out from behind a pillar, saying, "Let's hurry before he's done, and we don't even know."Before entering the roo