Chapter 2

As Bleiz carried Mona out of the room, I was still collapsed on the floor.

The blood from the back of my head streaming down my neck.

I stared after him. He was so hurried, so frantic, without even turning his head to me once.

I was in excruciating pain and suddenly remembered that, in the past, Bleiz had been just as anxious about me.

At that time, I was still a slave in a healer’s house, wearing a simple ponytail, without makeup, pure and refined.

Bleiz stopped when he first saw me, staring intently, his pupils turning red.

As he approached, his fangs brushed lightly against my neck, but he paused, his breath lingering there — as if just the scent of me was enough to make him lose control.

Finally, he reached out his hand to me and said, “Come with me; you’ll never have to be a slave again.”

Although I was a slave, I was not one to be manipulated. I paused, suppressed the restlessness in my heart, and directly pushed his hand away: “No thank you, sir, being a slave is my destiny.”

He gazed at me silently for a long time, then embraced me again. His arms were strong and warm. “My name is Bleiz. I’ll come tomorrow.”

Bleiz? I had heard of him, the heir to the Alpha, who, according to the pack’s ancestral teachings, could not choose me.

But the next day, he indeed came, surrounded by a pack of wolves, standing in his opulent attire next to the dilapidated thatched hut, completely out of place.

My master, healer Bob, was frightened and wanted to give me directly to Bleiz, but Bleiz refused. He said he would pursue me sincerely until I was willing to be with him.

For three months, to pursue me, this sole heir did many outrageous things —

I refused Bleiz’s roses, so he had the wolf pack bring me precious medicinal herbs every day.

I avoided Bleiz, so he built a magnificent house for me next to the healer’s thatched hut.

I said we were not of the same world, so Bleiz squatted beside the bonfire where I was brewing elixirs and personally helped me add firewood.

Bleiz came to find me for three whole months. I refused once, and he came a second time, a third time, a fourth time...

It’s not that my heart wasn’t moved, but I was too aware of the gap between us, so I couldn’t, and didn’t dare to be moved.

Later, I finally agreed to Bleiz, because while gathering herbs in the mountains, I accidentally lost my footing, and in order to catch me, his back was scratched by Devil Vine, leaving a long scar.

At that time, Bleiz was sweating profusely from the pain, but he still smiled and said to me, “Nancy, you owe me a life now... and I’ll be waiting for you to repay it with the rest of yours.”

I burst into tears, hot tears falling onto Bleiz’s palm.

And now —

I looked down at the blood on the floor and suddenly laughed.

As I laughed, tears streamed down my face.

I went to the healer’s grove alone.

After the wound was treated, I was still so dizzy that I could barely stand. As soon as I stepped out of the grove, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist violently!

“Nancy!” Bleiz’s voice was laced with anger. “Mona almost had a miscarriage, and you still won’t stop, chasing her all the way to the healer’s grove to cause trouble?”

I turned around and saw his tightly furrowed brow and the coldness in his eyes.

Bleiz was dressed in a suit and tie, as always, aloof and dignified, but he still carried the scent of Mona’s perfume.

“I came...” My voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. “I didn’t come to find her.”

I slowly raised my hand and pointed to my bandaged forehead: “I was injured too.”

Bleiz’s expression faltered, and he then noticed my pale face and the gauze on my forehead.

“You said that after she gave birth, you would take me away.” I looked at him, my eyes red-rimmed. “But now, can you still see me?”

Bleiz frowned even more, reaching out to touch my wound. “What happened?”

“You pushed me,” I said calmly. “I hit it on the corner of the table.”

Bleiz’s pupils constricted as if he suddenly remembered the scene.

His anger dissipated for the most part, and he pulled me into his arms. “Nancy, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I was just afraid something would happen to Mona. She’s pregnant with a child. If something goes wrong, our departure will be delayed again...”

I let him hold me, but my eyes were empty.

I’ve heard these words too many times.

“I know.” I pushed Bleiz away. “Go take care of Mona.”

I turned to leave, but he grabbed my wrist again.

“Nancy, no matter what, you have to believe that you are my only love. Everything I’ve done is to ensure that we can leave as soon as possible.”

Bleiz gently touched my gauze. “I’ve asked the servants to take care of you; don’t get the wound wet.”

After saying that, he let go of my hand and turned to walk towards Mona’s ward.

I stood there, watching him gradually move away.

Suddenly, I laughed — laughed until tears fell.

“I don’t believe it anymore...” I whispered. “Bleiz, I don’t believe it at all anymore.”