Все главы Lycan Healer: Глава 81 - Глава 90

The incident involving Maricar greatly shocked the whole territory.Upon deeper investigation, Maricar committed more crimes than just killing her own kind; she also sold information to the lycan's enemy, which was the reason Winston has to run around so much and spend so much time outside the territory cleaning all the mess that they are not aware was caused from the inside of the territory.They simply thought that the conflict and problems that the territory has continuously experienced for the past years are the result of changing demand from other territories or the increasing greediness of some.Because of her, Winston has to be apart from me for a month!"She isn't even a bit sorry to see those children get hurt! I hope Windriel won't give her a light punishment!" I exclaimed. I am back in my room, as I still have to take my time healing my wounds since my healing powers fail whenever our necks are severely damaged. I am no longer in a fatal situation, but I still need time to

"The night's gloom is nothing compared to Winston's stunning, deep black eyes. Even though he always has a blunt countenance, when he occasionally grins, it brightens the entire room. A jawline so sharp it might cut my fingers, but a face like heaven! I feel like I'm holding a bowling ball when I rub his arms after a long, sweaty day. Messing with his fluffy, jet-black hair is like grabbing a piece of cotton candy. He makes sounds that are so bizarre they end up being soothing." I proudly said as if I were chanting a poetic masterpiece, but in my case, the person I was describing was the masterpiece.Meanwhile, Wakkin and Windriel, who were forced to listen to my monologue, ignored me and simply continued to wash their bodies that were drenched with dirt and blood.As expected, it was not easy to kill armed humans, so Wakkin had to help Windriel. Although Windriel didn't do it alone, he looked satisfied with the killing they did today. I hope his heart will recover soon.Back to what

"Love me," he repeated."What?"Like a fool, I bumped my head against his because I unintentionally tilted my head. Rowan is making me dumb for speaking nonsense. His words make my brain lag, and his touch makes my skin crawl.Rowan gently patted my head before returning his hand to holding my waist with gentleness. He reiterated his words. He said, "I want you to love me." but I still don't get the purpose of what he said. I get the words itself, but is he telling me to love him, but how? Like a friend? A sibling? There is no way he wants to love me as a lover because I'll definitely hit him in the head to fix his mind."Are you drunk?" I asked. I patted his back while casting healing so he would sober up. Or should I heal his head too? Did he really feel lonely and end up like this?Wunzena should come here to comfort Rowan!"I am not drunk. Stop wasting your power." he said without letting me go."Then what should I do?" I asked, but he went back to saying, "Love me."Did he reall

If I list all the conditions Winston laid out for me to stay as his wife, I will definitely get confused. If I incorporate it with his actions, it will not even match even more.Then, should I stop overthinking about this and simply be happy if he gives me affection and be patient whenever he goes blunt? This on-and-off is crazy.Although it's crazy, I am still crazier whenever he's in heat."Haha, you're sweating a lot." I giggled while I wiped Winton's sweat from his face. We did other positions, and he was back on top of me again."How come you never get tired?" he asked while he thrust even faster. I think Winston has reached his limit. He shot a load of his warm liquid inside of me before he dropped and panted beside me. I also breathed heavily after loudly moaning from the electrifying sensation it brought to my body.Who says I can't get tired?I constantly replenish my energy because the one making my body work hard is a real beast—a beast in battle and in bed."Do you want m

"Are you ready?" I asked.I am back in the garden again with two shirtless lycans in front of me. They are showing off their chiseled and toned chests. I have to tame my face so as not to show how much I appreciate their bodies. Their bodies are definitely of different types, but both of them are definitely well-defined!Anyway, before I could get distracted with my appreciation for their chest, I gently touched their nipples as part of checking on the medicine I was curious about.The medicine was absorbed well because it remained on their skin despite the fact that the lycans had already bathed or sweated."W-why are you pressing harder on me?" Wakkin asked with a trembling voice. He sounds really pure for being a big man who looked brutish."I am not. You're overreacting." I lied. It's hard for me to check on him compared to Rowan because Wakkin has a hairy chest. His hair is blocking the power I am using to check on them. Rowan, who has a clean, smooth, and pinkish nipple, is too