In response to my insistence on stopping Rowans execution, Winston carried me in his arms, and he jumped out of the window to rush over to the plaza.I was unconscious for only three hours, so its still afternoon, and here they are trying to kill someone under the good weather."No! Stop!" I exclaimed as soon as I saw the executioner raising his ax to initiate the execution.Are they living in medieval times? We are in the modern world! Why can't they execute their people in a less brutal way? Do they not know about execution by lethal injection? It's a peaceful way of executing, and it's less messy.Anyway, whatever I was grumbling about about their brutal way of executing their people, I still disagree with Rowan's execution.Rowan even looked like he was near death, even though his neck was still intact. It was only this morning that I saw him in his healthy state, but now his handsome face and his well-built body are covered in blood and bruises.The confidence I saw in him this m
The afternoon sun lit up my room with its warm light. Tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of sunlight that slanted through my window.My gaze was on the window, even though the most handsome man was resting in my embrace.Winston fell asleep after whining about me not being allowed to hug anyone else. It was my first time listening to his childish words, as he later shifted his sentence to "Don't hug anyone else but us, your husband and son."I should be glad for the sudden affection I am receiving, yet why did I feel skeptical?You know the feeling. I've dreamed of being close with Winston since I first met him ten years ago. I first tried to get into their clan, but I failed, so I took care of them in the background. got caught, got violated, and surprisingly became his wife. He became gentle and caring. He kisses, hugs, and takes care of me. He even said that he like me. This means I finally succeeded, but why do I feel kind of empty?Why? I am even staying inside thei
Is this deja vu? Why do I keep waking up beside a handsome, half-naked man? Is this my daily routine now? I stared at my gorgeous man sleeping. I'm not sure if this is the day I collapsed or the day after, but what matters is that Winston's abs, intricate figure, and flawless face are once again blessings to my eyes. But wait? Why did I collapse again? I pressed my temples because my healing powers are really taking their time to ease my headache at this moment. I think it's related to my sudden collapse that my power is kind of off right now. "Ah! Right! William!" I jolted up to look for William, which caused Winston to wake up. I was about to run aimlessly in search of William when he stopped me at the door. But seriously, Winston doesn't have to put effort into stopping me because he already froze me in place because he followed me entirely naked. I thought he was half-naked like the first one. Damn! I was curled up next to him like that? I thought I was the only one who ha
I stay in the bath tub, staring at Ains unblinkingly, trying to process what she had just told me through sign language. She said, "Everyone is here. Some are disguised as wolves, some are humans."Who's the "everyone" she's talking about?Her team?What for?Isn't this dangerous?I then form the letter 'L' with my right hand, touch my thumb to my chin, and wiggle the longer 'L' leg up and down as I furrow my brow and ask her, "Who?"Ainspenser responded calmly and slowly signed her response to me. She said, "All the leaders are here."I blinked my eyes multiple times, trying to understand what she meant. Ainspenser is the leader of the human members inside the organization; does that mean my other friends are all here? But why?The confusion is pretty obvious on my face, and I also have to react without sound because the device on Ains will record it, so Ains effortfully detailed everything to me with her sign language.[Three years ago, your power exploded. If you look at the north
"Wow, he sleeps comfortably for someone who caused my heart to go into chaos," I said while playing with my fingers on his long beard.After we bathed together, he went straight to bed without even bothering to put on clothes. I only wrapped him in a blanket because if not, I'd overdose on his sexiness. There's a limit for my heart to take and keep up with how I could freely see his body.I simply watched him sleep, as I don't feel sleepy anymore after the extremely long sleep I got. So all I do is talk to the sleeping Winston and play with his beard while hoping it's his fur instead."Is this why you have such an unkempt beard?"Winston really is a busy man. I don't know what kind of affair his clan has these days, but he looked stressed and exhausted due to his duty as their alpha. He also has to take care of me and William. I guessed maybe his busy schedule caused him to forget to take care of himself."Oh, Sorry." I apologized as Winston suddenly bit my finger that was playing on
Winston, you are my sky; you are my clouds; you are my soft river; you are my melodious howling beast.I long for his presence, want his touch, and remember him in a way that ignites my mind, body, and soul. He is my cure, a source of sunshine, joy, and hope. Each time I fall in love with him, it's tougher than the one before.Each time, the sensation becomes deeper, more complete, and more alluring.Everything I could do to keep Winston safe, I would.I never assume he needs to beg for my affection; Winston never has and he never will. I have more love coming out of me the more I give it to him.Sounds insane, huh?I keep falling in love with him, and if there was ever a single event that tied my soul to this world of reality, it was that one.I understood that he serves as the clan's protector and that all of his brutal or vicious deeds are motivated solely by his love for the Lycans. How could I not respect that? How could I not fall in love with everything he is?When I first mee
I dropped my mouth open again as soon as I heard Winston's reason for kissing me out of the blue. If that's the convenient way to ask him to kiss me, then I would be opening my mouth every moment as if I were a baby bird waiting for mother bird to drop a worm in my mouth.Huk!I gasped because once again he put his mouth on mine, and unintentionally I gulped his saliva in, pulling his tongue too.I pushed him away to prevent myself from more humiliation, yet the reaction I saw in his face was a wild, sexy grin. He wiped his finger with his thumb before liking his thumb.I gulped in with this tempting and daring behavior while I made a few steps back.I feel like I will collapse soon from this overwhelming experience. I felt dizzy as I heard my heart hammering against my chest. I couldn't even understand Winston's words as he continued to speak to me as if kissing me was an ordinary thing for him to do."Are you okay?" he asked. He waved his hand in front of my face as he noticed that
I am so ashamed that I was born as a healer!First, let me tell you about my clan so you can understand my resentment toward my own clan.Healers are humanoid beings with a superior ability to heal. We are knowledgeable in medicine and apothecary. We know the herbs and simples that can restore vitality, ease pain, anesthetize, and neutralize poisons, and with our varying abilities, we can divine a being's state of health or sickness.Pre-awakening healers are just skilled at creating medicines, but once our major powers awaken, we can heal anyone with a single touch or command, depending on how huge our awakenings are.However, despite how divinely and reposefully our ability was, the healer as itself was not. Healers have a divinely beautiful and holy-like aura suitable for our healing ability, yet behind the saintlike front and godly beauty are just a bunch of vicious creatures.Yes, I include myself. I never considered myself good either. The only difference between me and the rest