While staying at Ken's house, I had nothing to do. In the past, I usually helped Omega cook, or I fed dad's livestock. I also often asked to clean the house. Ken forbade me to cook because he has a lot of omega in charge of cooking. Ken has no livestock or pets. There is a fish pond downstairs, but I don't know if that includes pets or just as a decoration to beautify the yard. Ken doesn't let me clean the house either. I can't even wash my own clothes. I'm not comfortable with that rule. From childhood, I never let anyone touch my clothes and all my belongings. I used to do everything myself. I live independently even though dad has a lot of omega. I argued with Ken. I don't want to have my clothes washed by someone else, but I haven't gotten Ken's permission yet. He is stubborn. I don't like Ken. He likes to rule. I know he's an Alpha, but his attitude sucks. I watched omega, who was putting my clothes into the washing machine. I felt amused and uncomfortable. No. I can not
"Why? Am I wrong? You are my mate." Ken's face showed sadness. I still can't believe it. I'm Ken's mate; it sounds weird even though the mate mark is on my neck. Not only because I just smelled his scent after he tagged me but also because I'm not confident. I, who has a weak body and a weak wolf, am the mate of an Alpha King. "But no one knows about it. They are suspicious about why you treat me differently from the others." I put the white fur cat on my thigh. The bristles are very soft. The cat closed its eyes. He enjoyed my touch. "I'll announce it if that's what you want." I turned to Ken, who was watching me. For several minutes I was hypnotized and trapped in his sparkling amber eyes. I shook my head to wake myself up. "I'm not ready. I still don't believe you either." I'm telling the truth. I'm still confused and can't believe what happened. Everyone has lied to me. Suppose Ken announces me as his Luna. Everyone will respect me and compete to treat me well. They will t
I'm a coward, and I don't believe in myself. Lucy sincerely asked me to meet her friends, but my head was filled with negative thoughts. So far, I've never had any friends. I was always in the same class and school as Nicky. Everyone loves Nicky. She is very popular. I'm just a shadow that always follows Nicky. I always stand in the dark, and no one wants to look into the dark. Nicky is famous because she is beautiful and intelligent. She is not only good at studying, but she is also good at playing sports and playing music. She is also a future Alpha. I'm known as the poor wolf, and many people say I shouldn't be an Alpha child. No one respects me because I'm no longer on the list of heirs. My classmates all looked down on me, and I became their laughingstock. They love to see my clothes wet after someone splashed me, and they love to see me fall to the floor after tripping over someone's foot. Nicky is always watching, but she doesn't care. She and her friends laugh. Nicky an
Ken's POVI don't like being in crowds. For decades I chose to hide in my pack. Many Alphas are looking for my pack; they want to meet me. I decided to show my face in public. I used Alpha Jerry's wedding to meet the Alphas of the werewolf and Lycan clans. Alpha Jerry is the only Alpha that I'm friends with. Our relationship is not very good. About five years ago, Jerry managed to locate my pack. He entered with a happy face and ran to find me. He is a lucky person, and I don't want anyone else to be lucky. So I had to make Alpha Jerry my friend so he wouldn't share my pack's location with the Alphas, who were eager to meet me. Once upon a time, the Abyss Pack was not very well known because we were Lycans. The werewolf clan did not consider us. They believe we are not like them. I've never found a difference between a Lycan and a werewolf. How are we different? The Moon Goddess who created us all. Werewolves also consider rogues to be disgusting wild wolves. Meanwhile, I invi
Nora's POVI don't know why I told Ken I wanted to be strong. I want to swap bodies with my wolf. I want to be a werewolf like the others. I don't know why I asked Ken for help. Maybe it's because only Ken knows my condition, but later, when I train, everyone will know I have a weak physique and can't switch with my wolf. I feel jealous of those who can swap bodies with their wolves. I feel unworthy to be Ken's mate who is an Alpha Lycan who has a scary aura, even though I don't fully trust him yet. I've prepared myself well. I will hide my embarrassment and fear with a cold face. I can't sleep. I stared at the ceiling that felt empty. My heart pounded like it was going to explode. Various feelings gathered in my heart. I can not wait. I wonder what kind of training Ken will give me. I must vigorously! I will be like any other werewolf. 'Ava, we will definitely meet." I touch my chest. I can feel my heart pounding. I'm sure my wolf feels the same way I do. During breakfast, Ken
"Running around the pack?" I am surprised. My heart stopped beating for two seconds. I've never run for hundreds or even tens of meters. This pack is definitely big. "Why are you being so dramatic?" Ken gave me a scornful look and tilted his lips, enjoying my corpse-pale face. "Are you not wrong? I've never run that far before. What about my feet?" I dropped my gaze to my feet. I imagine it must be very tiring. If I pass out, I'll be a bother to Ken, and I don't want Ken to carry me anymore. It's so embarrassing. "What are you thinking?" Ken smacked my forehead. Slow, but it hurts. I stroked my forehead, throbbing pain. "Isn't there anything else? For example, swimming or badminton. These are the only two sports I can do." I am proud of myself. Ken needs to know that I can exercise and am not as weak as people believe. I just can't do it for very long. "Don't complain. You said you asked for my help. That means you've entrusted me as the person who can turn you into a strong one.
I don't understand. Why did Ken think it was customary for warriors to be stabbed with knives? Moon Goddess. Their bodies were stabbed with knives. That is a very serious matter. Their lives are in danger. "They could have died. Even though it has happened many times, don't take it for granted." I looked at Ken angrily. Ken rubbed his face. "I know that. Don't worry; they've been taken to the hospital, and the doctors are treating them." Ken glanced at Beta, who was talking to a warrior who had just arrived. Ken stared at them intently, but I was the one who felt scared. "What happened? Why would there be an intruder?" I cover my mouth. Ken was focusing looked on Beta and the warrior. I can't bother him. My forehead wrinkled, and I stared at Ken's side face intensely. Strange. Ken seemed to be listening to a conversation between Beta and a warrior even though we were very far from them, about fifteen meters. Ugh, I forgot. Some werewolves or Lycans have a special ability. Especi
"Alpha following us?" Lucy interrogates Ken, who is sitting comfortably on his bicycle. I stood up and patted my trousers to remove the adhering dirt. I froze in place and watched Ken and Lucy's interactions. Am I right in guessing that Ken has a keen sense of hearing? But our distance from his house is very far. "I just remembered that you like to eat." Ken didn't answer Lucy's question. "What do you mean?" Lucy did not accept. Then she looked at me and back at Ken. "Oh, Alpha was concerned that Nora and I chose to eat instead of run." Ken nodded his head, and for a moment, he glanced at me. "And it turned out that my guess was right." Lucy shook her head. "We didn't eat. We just sat down to rest a bit." "That's right, Alpha. We're resting. We're not buying food." I justify Lucy's words so that Ken doesn't misunderstand. Ken's mouth rounded up. "How many times have you rested?" "Just one time." Lucy showed her ring finger. "Are you two going to rest again?" Ken raised his e