I woke up feeling weak and nauseous. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and Senyorito's worried face immediately appeared to me. He sat next to me. I also saw fear in his eyes, and I don't know why."Are you okay? How do you feel?" he asked softly.My last memory of him suddenly came back. Even though I was weak, I quickly moved away from him, causing me to close my eyes when I felt the pain in my neck and shoulders. I stiffened in my bed and stared back at him with wide eyes."W-What did you do to me?" I stuttered.I saw him swallow hard. His jaw also tensed before he looked away. If earlier I was the one who moved away from him, now he is the one who has voluntarily retreated."I'm sorry," he whispered.I don't know, but I feel a little remorseful and confused by that. I have nothing to regret, so why did I feel that way?"I know you're scared. I can feel it," he said again.I frowned. Yes, I'm scared now, and maybe it's obvious on my face; that's why he's aware. I looked around and found th
Fourteen days. That's all I have to make up my mind. I groaned and snuggled up on the bed as the strong heat swept through my body once more. I was sweating profusely, and I was gasping for breath. I feel like I'm going to die."Can she handle it?" I heard Cleon's worried voice near me."She has witch blood. You know it, too. She'll definitely pass through this," Miro answered."Manang, call our pack doctor," Cleon commanded.Witch blood?Manang didn't answer; instead, I heard fast footsteps that I was sure were coming from her. Seniorito and Miro talked for a few more seconds, and I couldn't focus any more because of the heat that spread over my body. I feel like I have the flu and malaria.Damn. These dogs are very noisy."Ready the wolfbanes," Cleon said seriously."Are you crazy?" Miro shouted, obviously disagreeing with his brother's order.I felt something cold touching my forehead and neck. I slowly woke up and saw Seniorito with blurred vision. He was staring at me seriously,
Everyone was quiet for a few hours. Cleon, who was next to me, was peeling an apple while Manang and Miro were sitting on the three-seater couch a few meters away from us, watching. I was a bit conscious because I felt like they were all waiting for me to speak."Here," Señorito said while handing me the bowl with an apple that he had peeled.I accepted it without saying a word. To this day, the scenes I saw in my dream are still running through my mind. I'm not sure if that's true, but part of me believes it."How do you feel now?" Cleon broke the silence seriously.I tasted the apple before looking away. "I'm okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, but I still feel hot," I answered."Well, that's normal because you're in heat," he said, making my mouth fall open."W-What?" I stammered. "What do you think of me? A dog?" I couldn't stop speaking.I heard Miro's sigh and his faint cursing. Cleon quickly frowned while looking at me in surprise. He doesn't seem to understand why I said that."Are
"What are you saying?" I asked Miro blankly.I have no doubts about he said, maybe because of the images I saw. All I want to know is how he knew all that. Why does he know about my parents?Since I was a child, it was not really clear to me what my parents were doing. I thought they were rescuers. Mommy and Daddy often leave every time someone comes to the house, and when I ask them, the only answer they always give me is that they will help someone. I have no idea about my mother's personality because the whole time we were together, she never showed anything different to me. We lived like a typical family.I raised my eyebrows when Miro gently undressed in front of me. Later, his chest was exposed to my eyes, and his wounds were healing. He met my eyes and took a deep breath."The wound we get from Alpha is no joke to us werewolves. It takes almost a month to heal, but because you treated me, my wound has healed a lot in just a few days. I could smell the witch blood on you the fir
I frowned the next day as I walked down the hallway of the building. I don't know if it's because I have Cleon by my side that the students I pass by can't look at me properly or if there's something really wrong with them. I just shrugged it off and adjusted my scarf while looking for my room.I still don't feel very well. Even though I was able to move normally, there was still heat that spread over my body. It also doesn't help that I'm with the alpha right now; I feel like I'm going to kiss him at any moment.I remembered our last conversation again. He denied my accusation against him. Although there was a trace of confusion on his face as to why I asked that question, he was sure of his answer. It was crazy, but there was something inside of me that held on to it even though my mind was against it.I was stunned when I entered the room and saw Aica in the front. I was immediately nervous when our eyes met. I was about to pay my respects, but my head was left in the air when she l
The fear returned to my chest as Miro approached us; he was behind Konnor, locking each of his hands there. My attention immediately turned to Cleon when he slowly stood up. I was supporting him when he almost fell. Yes, I had a plan to let him die, but not this way. As much as possible, I don't want to be chased by my conscience, so even though I have doubts about him, I'm still looking for clear proof. Stupidity? Maybe that's what I have.My eyes widened as Cleon quickly grabbed Konnor's collar, followed by unleashing a powerful punch to his jaw. Konnor fell down, and the fear reached my chest because of the fear that he might retaliate against Cleon, but that didn't happen. He just grinned, obviously mocking."You broke the rules, Konnor," Cleon said deeply and firmly.Konnor smirked, then slowly stood up and faced Cleon. "I'm sorry, I just got lost, and I didn't know she was marked already."Cleon's jaw tightened as his vision darkened. Who will believe Konnor's excuse? I gasped w
"There's no heavy work here in this house," said by the old woman who I think was the caretaker of the mansion. I roamed my eyes around the house. I couldn't help but to be amazed at every piece of furniture and equipment where my eyes landed. The design of the decorations was a mixture of modern and old-fashioned—I felt like I am in between the past and the present time. It has always been rumoured that the Zarelli's clan was a wealthy family; the most mysterious and respected family in our province. But it's only now that I have actually verified everything and this whole thing was a big slap on my face at that very moment. I am here today after being hired as their maid. I was an orphan, so when I read their announcement about finding a maid, I did not hesitate to apply. I was jubilant when I got accepted. Apart from the fact that they pay a lot of money, they are not strict about their working hours. I was a little confused yet somehow thankful for that. Due to the flexible time
It has been two days since I started working at the mansion. Everything was nice and not difficult for me, even though Manang and I were the only two who cleaned the whole house. Cleaning, cooking, and rest, repeat. That's how my days went by. "Raya?" I heard the lady call outside my room. That's what she has called me ever since I came to the mansion. She was having difficulty with pronouncing Faraiah, so she gave me a nickname instead. Well, that's okay with me because it's not ugly to hear. I got up quickly from my bed and went to the door. I opened it for her. "Do you need anything, Manang?" I asked as soon as I opened the door. "I will be buying some stuff at the market. I will be right back before lunch." There I noticed the folded eco bag tucked into her armpit. "Okay, Manang. Do you want me to go with you?" I suggested. She shook her head quickly. "No, I can do this by myself. Make sure you take care of the house while I am not around, understood?" I answered her with a