Elizabeth’s POVI lined my body perpendicular to my imaginary target. I held the bow with my left hand, pointing my left shoulder to the target, and handle the string with my right handI stood upright and placed my feet shoulder-width apart. With my fingers on the drawstring, I raised my bow and held it out toward my target.“Ahhh,” I groaned as I pulled the string as far as I could.Then, I relaxed my finger before releasing the string.Twak!The sound coming from the string coaxed my ear.I am getting better and better with my bow training. However, I am not feeling happy.It’s been two days since Hogan, and I visited the Blood Moon Pack.After our small fight, Hogan avoided me. He ate the food I cooked, but he purposely ate faster than me as if he didn’t want to spend more time together.Right now, Hogan accompanied me in my training. Yet, we never talked.It hurts me so much that at the time I thought we were getting close; he was moving away.‘He really hates the idea of marryin

Elizabeth’s POV There was a flood in my chest. It was like an overflowing river or a swollen flower. “Hogan kissed me,” I said while touching my lips. I am still here, sitting on the ground while staring at nothing. “Why did he do that?” He said ‘Shut it’. Did he do that because I was noisy? Because he wanted to shut me up? “Haa. I feel dizzy. I should go inside and rest.” With my wobbly knees, I stood up. I picked up my bow and the arrow Hogan made for me. When I turned to the house, my face went hot. “But if I go inside, I will meet Hogan.” That would be awkward. How can I face him after that kiss? I don’t even know the meaning behind his action. ‘Just ask him why,’ my wolf demanded. I shook my head and pressed my chest. “I can’t do it. I am feeling so shy. I can’t!” Drunk in my own world, I shut my eyes and clutched my hands tightly as if praying. Then, I heard the rustling of the grass and footsteps. I opened my eyes and looked behind. I came eye-to-eye with a

Elizabeth’s POV Hogan was PROBABLY not cursed. If what Alpha Regis said is true, that means Hogan doesn’t need to worry if I will die or not. I have no knowledge about Gypsis. But I really hope they can detect curses and prove that Hogan was free from the curse. “Then, if Hogan was not cursed and his friends died…” [“You mean s-someone killed my friends?”] When Hogan asked the question, the first person who came to my mind was Philip. He wanted to kill Hogan so there’s a high chance he was the one who killed his friends in the past. But given how loyal Hogan is to the Blood Moon Pack, he probably finds it difficult to suspect the Alpha. Is there a way to know if Philip was the culprit? I held the pot in my hands, forgetting that the handle was hot. “Ouch!” I withdrew my hand and blew on them. “That’s hot~” “Are you fine?” Hogan came into the kitchen. He grabbed pot holders and transferred the pot onto the table. Then, he went back to me to see my hands. “I am fine. It i

Hogan’s POV Elizabeth wanted to meet the Alpha King. Why? Elizabeth is a weak werewolf who trains harder than anyone because she wants to be strong. It was to protect herself. Considering that, I cogitated about reasons for Elizabeth to see the strongest werewolf among werewolves. Am I not enough to protect her? Will Elizabeth leave me once she finds someone stronger than me? It was absurd to feel hatred towards the Alpha King whom I had never seen, just because I didn’t want Elizabeth to leave me. Yes, I admit it. I hope Elizabeth would stay by my side if my curse weren’t true. I’ll promise to train hard and show her that she doesn’t need that damn King’s protection. “Bringing an Alpha King will be a hard task, Miss Elizabeth.” “Really? Is there no other way?” “Well, if you come with me and travel with me, I guess there’s a way.” “Travel with you?” “Yup. If you become my Luna, that won’t be hard.” Ting! I dropped my fork, but not by accident. My eyes felt so hazy, they

Elizabeth’s POV The first time I tried to walk inside the restricted room, Hogan was so mad; I thought he would kill me. Yet now, he opened it willingly and even invited me inside. The small square room was simple. Wall was white but the window frames were dark red. There was a bed in the center, a cabinet in the corner, and a pile of boxes on the table next to the window. Among these, Hogan was hiding a big part of his fear. And whatever it is, I shouldn’t dig up the memories unless he was ready to share them. Well, coming here was a huge step towards his heart. ‘I wish I could know more.’ “I cleaned the bed,” Hogan said while standing behind me. “I changed the bedsheet and placed new pillows.” The bed? I wasn’t worried about it at all. Looking around, the place was so clean, I knew Hogan came here from time to time to maintain the room. He probably did it while I wasn’t looking. “You can sleep on the bed. I will sleep on the floor,” Hogan added. I nodded my head but then