Cloud should always smile, as his paleness and delicate features make him look less sickly. I know he is not physically weak, but the natural look of vampires really gives me the impression that they would die anytime soon, even though they are actually living dead.Despite how pretty his smile is right now, he still irritates me.I give up on making him leave and just accept his offer of lending me a hand.Please don't follow me inside the healer territory if we find it, okay?He asked, "Why, can't I?""There is no chance of me not coming back because they will expel me from the territory once they know I arrived." I said while sternly looking straight into his eyes. "If you don't want to be treated like exotic food, don't follow me.""All right, I always want you to be free."As I didn't have time to keep understanding all of his comments, I simply ignored his comment. I then rang the intercom and called my secretary.Glensyl is a dependable human employee I have. He takes over ever
As soon as I announced that I had a gift with me, everyone's eyes automatically turned to Rowan, who's completely warped with my hair. They try to figure out what's inside my hair, but they can't identify it because, of course, my hair completely conceals Rowan's presence.Since they can't figure out what is inside, they threaten me again.I pleaded, "Please let me present it to my mother first. I'll show it to everyone else after."Rowan didn't say anything, even if I acted as if I were offering him to the healers, which is a relief because it prevents me from complicating matters further.Seriously, people should stop following me. If they would stop giving me additional things to worry about, everything would be easy."How dare you call madame Levitra, mother!"They all shouted at me as if I were the most obscene and brazen person they had ever encountered. I repressed my disgust while maintaining the appearance that I genuinely wanted to see them again. They kicked me out of the c
Levitra, my mother, is the current wife of my cousin.Clayton, my cousin, is the son of my father's sister.My father? He is the former leader of the Arco clan. Well, he is dead. Why would my mother even marry my cousin if my father is still alive?My mother always insists on marrying anyone who becomes the leader of the clan, demonstrating her odd affection for them all. I wonder if she simply wants to maintain her status as the leader's wife or if she simply has a peculiar fixation. Whatever it is, I hate her.Since I was a child, my neglectful mother never showed affection to me, and neither did my brothers. Well, I never asked to be born into this race in the first place. Who said to give birth to me as a healer? These people are treating me as if they are doing me the favor of giving me a life I never asked for.Hmp! I really feel infuriated thinking about my unlucky birth. I always want to escape this place, but even if I were kicked out, my own blood is always here to hinder al
Healers gain wings when they first awaken. We gain beautiful wings that reflect an iridescent light.Just like how I fell in love with how beautiful the lycans are, I was also in awe of my opalescent wings' beauty.The first time I spread it open and flapped it in the air, I told myself that I should preserve its beauty and only show it to deserving people.Also, our wings couldn't be healed by our powers or anything else. If we injure our wings, there is no way of turning them back. Even scratches on it won't be fixed, so I definitely protect this wing of mine and don't use it all.It sounds lame, but that's the reason why I won't use it even if we are falling from thirty thousand feet above the ground. Also, I am wearing my training clothes. My clothes are thick and stretchable, so surely my wings will find it hard to rip and spread out. I definitely won't love having bent wings! I must maintain its shape to match its beauty!"Mama?""It's alright. It's alright. Just keep your eyes
"Please calm down." I casually said, but my eyes are already glaring at the goblin who dares to attack my son. "Please tell Hannipkah that his friend Luceethe is here."Gladly, William didn't cry with my arm dropping on the ground. He even volunteered to pick it up for me, but I refused. What if these goblins attack once again?I pick up my arm with my foot and stitch it back to my body again.I heard the majority of the goblins gasping in reaction to what I did, yet none of them dropped their weapons yet."Drop your weapon!" a newly arrived goblin shouted as soon as he recognized me."Hello, Hannipkah." I greeted Hannipkah, who was not actually my friend. Rather, we are more than business partners."Hulk!" William innocently pointed at Hannipkah. I chuckled at my son's comment because Hannipkah really looks like the fictional character in the comics. All of his tribe members are short; they are like four to five feet tall, but Hannipkah is a large man; maybe he's seven feet now, and
"Luceethe!" Winston yelled as soon as he kicked the door open. His majestic black fur dances in slow motion along with his movements. His glowing golden eyes pierced me once more with a lovestruck sensation. However, the expression he was sending was kind of sinister.Before I left, he gave me a scared expression, but right now he's angry. What did I do wrong again?That question was soon answered after he loudly yelled, "How dare you do this with another man?""Another man?" I repeated after him as I slowly turned my eyes to my hand that was still holding Hannipkah's pants. I then gasped as I realized the kind of misunderstanding it would cause if someone saw me holding a man's pants who had a boner. I threw the pants back to Hannipkah and was about to explain that I wasn't doing what he thinks with this green hulking man, but Hannipkah stood up first before me and growled towards the lycans."How dare you trespass on our territory?" he growled.I can't believe he could act this way
"I hate papa! I hate them!"I asked William what happened, but all he said was how much he hated Winston for ignoring me and the Lycans for always looking at me with hostility.I hugged him to comfort him, while I couldn't help but stare at my son's huge wings, which looked more like an adult's wings than those of a two-year-old healer. His wings also have a lot of scratches, and I could see a tear at the end of them.How much did my son use his wings to look like this?His awakening is not the only questionable aspect, but I really wanted to know how his first two years of life passed like a nightmare."Don't say that. Papa will get his heart broken if you hate him.""But he broke his promise!""What promise?"I gently put him on my lap and checked on him to see if he was hurt from bursting out his power, knocking everyone out."Papa promised me that he would never ignore me again."My hand paused while checking on William as I asked, "Why? Did he ignore you before?""Papa threw me i
“Why do you have to take care of him first?”Winston shouted as if he were spitting fire.Again, why is he angry at me?Isn't it wrong to tend to the goblins? Is he saying that I should just take care of the lycans?But if we leave them alone, they will be resentful of us and the lycans, and he will gain an enemy for no reason.In spite of the great distance between the lycan territory and the goblin town, it is still undesirable to harbor animosity toward other races. His network will merely grow slightly smaller as a result, and the lycan community's reputation will suffer.Fight with the healer is an exception since the conflict between healers and lycans has existed for generations, it is acceptable for them to continue acting hostilely toward one another, but fighting between lycans and different races is not desirable. Each race has its own trade to offer. Lycans won't survive if they keep having enemies.“Of course, because he was injured.” I replied. I pushed him off me and re