Alle Kapitel von The Beastly Lycan's Unwanted Wife: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

RogerEvery person has one wish that they will do anything to achieve. A goal for which they sacrifice their whole lives. This desire is deeply rooted within their hearts and serves as a driving force that propels them forward, even in the face of adversity. I have one wish like that too: I would like to fulfill a goal that has kept me roaming aimlessly in this world for hundreds of years. That is death. I want to die, but my cruel fate doesn’t allow me to die either. Every day, I am burdened by the weight of immortality, unable to escape the eternal cycle of life. The longing for release consumes me as I yearn for the peace that death promises. I am cursed to roam this world aimlessly, cursed to live in darkness, and cursed to see everyone I love grow old and die while I remain the same no matter how much time passes. The pain of watching the ones I hold dear wither away while I remain untouched by time is a constant reminder of my cursed existence. It is a cruel fate that denies me

Charles‘Richard... Richard, Richard. Always Richard.’ The name, that person—I hate him. Every time I hear that name, it brings up painful memories and feelings of resentment. past. His existence has been a constant source of frustration and dismay in my life.And no matter how hard I try, I can't remove him from my life. It's as if he has a permanent presence that lingers, disturbing my plans and infiltrating every aspect of my existence. His mere presence taints the air around me, making it difficult to breathe and reminding me of all the trauma he has caused.'Why Richard?' I shouted, punching my hand into the wall and making a big hole out of it, my anger and frustration boiling over. The pain in my hand was nothing compared to the pain he had inflicted on me throughout the years. It was a physical manifestation of the emotional turmoil he had caused, a desperate attempt to release some of the pent-up resentment that had been building inside me for far too long.He ruined everythin

RogerA sharp pain shoots through my body as the words escape from Charles's mouth, leaving me momentarily paralyzed. My heart sank as I realized the impact of his words, causing a wave of despair to wash over me. 'Finally, I will have all the power that I have ever desired.' I heard him mumble, his voice dripping with malicious satisfaction. The weight of his ambition hung heavy in the air, filling me with a sense of dread for what was to come. Dark black light seems to be glomming from our bodies, as if our bodies were consumed by the darkness, amplifying the sinister aura that surrounds us. It was as if the place itself had become a breeding ground for malevolence, and I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. The intensity of their power was palpable, and I knew that I had stumbled upon something far more sinister than I could have ever imagined. And before we could know anything, we were pushed to the ground, our bodies pinned down by an unseen force. It was then that

6I will kill themCharlesWhat exactly happened when I was away, and how has time passed so quickly? I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, wondering what I had missed out on during my absence. 'How could that be possible?' I said, staring at the child, who looked like an exact copy of Ruth and Richard. My mind raced with questions as I tried to comprehend the uncanny resemblance between the child before me and Ruth and Richard. 'Charles, what year is it?" Ruth said, her voice filled with concern. I paused for a moment, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. I shook my head, staring at them with a pang of jealousy rumbling through me. "It's 1940," I finally replied, my voice trembling slightly. Ruth and Richard exchanged a worried glance, realizing that something had gone terribly wrong during my absence. They both shook their heads. 'No, it's 1946,' Richard said with a furrowed brow. Ruth reached out to touch my arm gently, her eyes searching mine for answers. "Charles,

Roger'Reese...,' I heard a cry from my back. I turned around to see Richard standing there with tears in his eyes. 'Reese...' I saw Richard breaking down on the ground in front of me, his body shaking with sobs.'Roger, why did you do that?' He asked, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and hurt. I remained silent, staring at his face in disbelief, unable to find the right words to respond. How can I say that I did what Ruth told me? How could I say that it was the right thing to do?"Roger!' Richard shouted, grasping my collar hard and pulling me closer to him. His grip tightened, and his knuckles turned white with anger. I could feel his hot breath on my face as he demanded an explanation for my actions. 'I trusted you, and you killed my son.'I still decided to remain silent, no matter what he did or said to me.'Reesse is your nephew, Roger; how could you?' Richard punched me in the gut, causing me to double over in pain. I gasped for air, struggling to find the words to de