One week later. Hotel Luxury, Republic of Smerseth.
“Rula, get on my lap.” Kyros invited her gently. This well-built man was a VIP client that Rula got from her boss.
Rula smiled. She turned her head and pulled the cigarette from between her lips. Rula looked at Kyros through the gap in the distinctively scented smoke. Treasurer Luxury Black satisfies Rula's taste buds.
Rula Whitney is an elite prostitute. Rula peddles herself to be paid hundreds to thousands of dollars overnight.
Rula has a sexy body silhouette, tall and slim. Her face is beautiful, with a mole in the corner of her left eye. When Rula smiles, the hollows in the corners of her cheeks are tempting. Rula is perfect with a soft, distinctive voice, enough to crush men all night selling themselves.
“Treasurer Luxury Black is your bonus, Rula.” Kyros spread his arms, waiting for Rula to come to him. "I'll give you a few more packs if I'm satisfied tonight." He laughed lightly.
Rula sat on Kyros' lap. Rula placed her index finger in front of Kyros' thick lips. The tips of the crimson-pointed fingernails matched her short dress tonight.
"I hate men who brag." Rulla smiled. The pair of round eyes scan Kyros' handsome face.
Rula doesn't care who her customers are. She only needs to be paid according to the agreement. Her boss said Kyros owns a casino company and a bar outside the city.
Kyros touched Rula's cheek gently. "I'm serious," he whispered. “Satisfy me, and you will get a dazzling bonus.”
Rula didn't answer. The woman stuffed her used cigarette into Kyros' mouth. “Experience Treasurer Luxury Black, Kyros. You will be lulled.”
Kyros refused. It turned out that this is how Rula gave the opening service. She was pretty seductive with her touch.
“I don't care,” Kyros replied. Takes the cigarette from his mouth. Kyros threw a piece of Treasurer Luxury Black on the floor. The price of his satisfaction with Rula will be paying the price for a Treasurer Luxury Black cigarette butt that was thrown away.
Rulla laughed. “You are indeed a rich man!”
Kyros pulled Rula's body and made her sleep on the bed. Rula pinned him down. Rula's fingers started their job well. She was opening one by one the buttons of Kyros' white shirt. A broad chest full of fine hairs and a solid checkered stomach start to tease Rula.
“I like your body, Kyros,” Rula whispered. She occasionally kissed Kyros' broad chest and glanced at Kyros, who was excitedly agitated.
Rula pressed her body against Kyros, trying to control everything this burly man had. Of all the customers Rula has served, Kyros is the best.
Kyros rubbed Rula's shoulder. The man turned things around. Rula is too slow. He likes something faster and more passionate. Kyros was forced to take the lead tonight.
The bodycon dress accentuated Rula's sexy curves, and Kyros carefully stroked Rula's waist. The one-shoulder dress model lets Kyros touch Rula's neck and shoulders with thick lips.
Whether intentionally or not, the one-shoulder dress on Rula's left shoulder is a shortcut for opening and lowering Rula's evening gown.
Kyros' hands worshipped the perfect hollow in Rula's chest. Rula threw her head back and closed her eyes in a sea of exotic fantasies.
Kyros pulled his body up. Sitting and taking Rula to his lap, Rula hugged him tightly when the man returned to touch Rula's neck again. The woman let out a long sigh, a pleasure to be had from a professional player like Kyros.
“Kyros, kill him,” a faint whisper awakened Kyros' fantasy. “Don't get carried away! Remember your mission from the Alpha. Kill him before the supermoon cycle comes!”
Rula is still with her fantasy, grabbing Kyros' sexy lips and crushing them fiercely. Light claps of passion filled the room. Kyros couldn't refuse either. He resigned himself to Rula's service. This woman is just doing her job for what she is paid for.
“General Kyros!” The whisper grew stronger. "You don't have much time!"
Kyros opened his eyes. His fingers ruffled Rula's long hair. Kyros' eyes turned the color of a wolf.
"Kill her! Now!"
Kyros got a different atmosphere. His passion doesn't peak anymore, and it’s different with Rula.
"Prevent Luna's awakening!"
Kyros couldn't stand the whisper. It felt like someone was screaming inside his head.
“General Kyros! Bloodhound is in your hands!”
“Break Watcher and Black Hunter's prophecy!”
“Down with the adoration and belief in Peak Shield Grimmwolf!”
Kyros slammed Rula's body on the bed. The woman laughed and opened her eyes.
“Kyros ... you—” Rula was shocked when Kyros' handsome face turned hideous.
“Demon!” Rula shouted. She tried to free herself, but Kyros pinned her down.
“Kill him, General Kyros! Kill him!" The voice came again. Kyros's pointy fingernails were magically sticking out of each of his fingertips.
Rula got massive goosebumps. Her passion and lust were drowned in great fear. She struggles, but Kyros' long nails hurt her arm and shoulder, ruining Rula's beautiful dress.
"Luna's blood and heart belongs to you, General Kyros."
"That's the bonus I promised!" The whisper ended in a satisfied laugh. "Bloodhound doesn't prey on Luna's sex, but her heart and blood."
Rula cried in fear. “I beg you ....” He clasped his hands together. "Let me go!"
Kyros turned into a giant demon with thick hair. His face is scary, with a black muzzle and sharp fangs. His eyes were bright red, full of lust and burning anger.
“Kyros ...” Rula sobbed. “D—don't kill me.”
“Kill her now, General Kyros! The Alpha will give you a new rank!”
Kyros swung his hand. The sharp nails were ready to rip Rula's skin and tear her heart out.
Rula closed. Now she resigned if her death is tonight in the hands of a strange demon she had never seen.
Crang! The glass window of the hotel room shattered when an arrow went through it.
Kyros turned his head quickly, and so was Rula. Unfortunately, Kyros did not have time to dodge. The arrow shot quickly, bringing Kyros' body to the side of the bed.
Rula used the opportunity to run, but unfortunately, the door was locked.
“Argh!” Kyros snorted. Standing while holding his neck, which was pierced by an arrow. "Bastard," he cursed.
Rula trembled again when Kyros approached her. She was astonished when the hole in his neck with fresh blood didn't work to kill Kyros.
“W-what are y-you?” Rula stammered.
Kyros laughed. “Angel of death for you, Goddess Luna!”
Rula swallowed hard. She took anything that could prevent Kyros from coming to her. Getting closer, Rula sank into the shadow of the creature's muscular and tall body.
“Kyros!” Someone broke through the glass of the hotel room. So fast, bringing Kyros' body flying, smashing it on the room’s roof, then dropping it hard.
Rula was shocked when she saw a werewolf protecting her. "Rondolf?"
Alpha has arrived to get her Luna back.
Next.
A werewolf with manners? Perhaps that title should be given to Rondolf Blackton. This man saved Rula. Of course, nothing is free in this world, Rula has to pay for it."Two weeks passed, and I thought we wouldn't meet again." Rula spoke while looking over. She confirmed that Rondolf was still there. "I thought you would give up after I rejected you."Rondolf smiled crookedly. A cup of tea was served as if it insulted him. "I don't drink tea, Rula.""That's why I brewed it for you." Rula smiled modestly. She sat down in front of Rondolf. "In human tradition, nobody wishes you to come," she explained.Rondolf nodded understandingly. Rula's humiliation from the last moment back then was still imprinted in his memory, how Rula looked at himself in horror that night.“I won't give up,” said Rondolf suddenly. He was so sure of his words. "You are my Luna."This man is getting crazier.Rula let out a long sigh. Apparently, rejection in any way will not change this man's stance. Rula believed
"Come to tonight's meeting, as usual, A rich man wants to spend the night with you, Rula." Rula groaned loudly. She threw the phone away. It was still early, but the world wouldn't let Rula relax for long. She struggled to get Rondolf out of her house last night. When Rula mentioned humanity, the man didn't budge. When Rula heard a loud ring, she again picked up her phone. "Don't be late, or I'll increase the interest you owe me!" Rula glared at the phone screen, feeling super annoyed this morning. "Damn woman," she cursed. "If it hadn't been for the debt, I would have killed you, Madame Elina!" ∞∞∞∞∞∞ North Ruranach Café "Rula, come here!" Someone calls Rula. Her distinctive voice made Rula immediately know who it was. Madam Elina, the classy pimp, has employed Rula for five years. It's all about Rula. This woman isn't some crazy asshole who's dated many man. Rula doesn't sleep with just any man. That's why Rula becomes an elite prostitute in the coastal capital, Ondalle Haven.
Nostar Ice Cafe, Capital of Ondalle Haven, Republic of Shomerseth. Rula Whitney knows how well this café combines traditional Ondalle Haven coastal culinary flavors and contemporary culture. After Rondolf ruined her passionate night with Lech, she chose this cafe for peace of mind because the money had vanished. Rula may have to pay damages as well. "A plate of Toramir, Lady!" Rula grinned casually as the dishes were delivered to her. "Anything else, Lady?" he inquired. The cafe maid looked at Rondolf, who refused to sit down. "Does your boyfriend want to smoke?" He indicated a nearby glass chamber. "He can go there. That is a smoking-only place." Rula nodded. "Let him be. When he becomes tired from standing, he will sit down," she said. A smile and a friendly gesture were given to Rula. After bowing, the maid left Rula. Along the coast of Ondalle Haven, a plate of Toramir is a regular menu item. The roasted pork with a secret blend of spices had a distinctive taste that Rula c
"The Alpha, Rondolf Blackton." To Rula's surprise, this fat man bowed after Rondolf was before him. Although Rula frequents Nostar Ice Café, she knows nothing about it. Rula doesn't arrive daily, but Mr. Thalius Wade knows Rula well and vice versa. "Come take a seat, Rondolf. "I will treat you well." "I don't need that, Thalius." Rondolf displayed his authority. Thalius Wade came to a halt with just that command. Rondolf cast a look at the confused Rula in the doorway. No explanation was given to the Lady who brought Rondolf here. "I want you to overcome today's mishap." Rondolf reigned. "Vabal has died. Thalius, I know who murdered him." Thalius Wade nodded. "It's a privilege to be assigned to your side, The Alpha." "Wait!" Rula interrupted. That's correct. Only she is stupid. Rula couldn't just stand there and do nothing. She needed to know what was going on. Rondolf inspected Rula. "I'll tell you everything, Rula." She got up from the chair. "We have to get back to NorthWulf
Rula didn't know what to say about her current relationship with Rondolf Blackton. It comes out that love is not easy for her. Rula had a meaningless life. She only knew how to serve many men in passionate sex, never allowing Rula to feel true love. She was numb as time went on."Rula. I don't need medication." Randolf is seated at the bench's far end. Silently, Rula looked at him.In Rula's memories, she vividly imagined the stab wound Randolf had just suffered. But Randolf was sitting in front of him now as if nothing had happened.Rula put the medicine box in front of Randolf. "I'm curious about you, Randolf."There is no severe interaction, and they only look at each other."Who are you?" Rula patiently smiled. She just wasn't able to identify who she was interacting with yet.Rula has only ever existed in the realm of reality. Everything can be explained using known facts and theories. But following the storm, Rula starts to see situations as her imagination."Werewolf. I'm the n
"Can you tell me how you got this wound?" Rula quickly looked at the man above her body and gingerly stroked Rondolf's left chest scar. The wound is his tattoo.Rula had such a seductive charm, Rondolf thought as he stroked Rula's face. Rula managed to excite Rondolf with just a faint grin."You don't like it?" Rondolf only wished Rula to love her, as Rula had previously desired. He won't exert any more pressure. Everything should proceed gently but steadily.Rula shook her head. "I like the shape. Like an intentional wound.""This is a tattoo for Alpha, Rula," Rondolf answered in a deep voice.The eyes of the two met each other. Rula only found Rondolf's handsome face starting to drown her sanity."All Alphas have this tattoo, Rula." He answered calmly. Rondolf lowered the shoulder straps of Rula's tank top, letting the man see Rula's beautiful shoulder line.Rondolf stroked Rula's lips. The gaze tried to admire the shape of Rula's sexy lips. "Can I kiss you?" he asked suddenly.Rula
At ten a.m., only the Nuttercake food truck kept open, serving the typical morning coffee. Some claim that it is challenging to locate a breakfast establishment in recent times. Rula loves Nuttercake food trucks. The views are beautiful, and the car is parked exactly where she works."Rula."Rondolf's baritone voice sounded familiar, so Rula turned her head. The man approached her."I thought you'd returned, Rondolf." Rula calms down. Her body was leaning against the side of the food truck, giving the impression that she knew the owner already.Rondolf nodded. "I left without waking you. However, I can't just go to NorthWulf."Rula breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. I thought you wouldn't pay for my services last night," he chuckled.Rula handed Rondolf hot coffee. "It just so happened that I just blew it. I haven't drunk it yet."Rondolf refused, and Rula immediately realized her mistake. A Werewolf doesn't like milk coffee."I went to Nostar Ice Cafe," Rondolf admitted.Rula nodded
Rondolf had been daydreaming since sunset. He stood there silently, staring at Vabal's corpse, severely injured in the neck and chest. The Alpha struggled to adjust to the truth he was experiencing. Vabal was dead."Rondolf, fixing your eyes on him won't bring him back to life." Rula walked up to him. She sat on the sofa's edge, holding a cup of hot cocoa.Rondolf remained silent. He even ignored Rula's existence."He seems so precious to you, Rondolf." Rula concluded. The way the man regarded Vabal's body made everything obvious.Rondolf moaned quietly, his head nodding constantly. "He's a friend.""I have a lot of friends in this city, but it seems like Vabal is more important than friends." Rula still wanted more from Rondolf's response. "You look so hurt."Rondolf fixed his gaze on Rula. Rula grew increasingly persuaded as she looked into Rondolf's eyes that Vabal's passing had left a significant wound in his heart."He's a Therian," Rondolf answered."Therians had been part of th