He Thought I’d Never Leave, Until I Became the Northern Pack’s Herbalist Wolf のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I stared at the tie clip he had taken off, and something struck painfully deep inside my heart.I turned my face away, not wanting to look at it anymore.“Monica.” Edward’s voice was light, as if he were asking about something completely insignificant. “I want to have the opening dance with Sophia. Is that okay?”Before I could say anything, Sophia spoke first.“Edward, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”She frowned slightly, her voice carrying just the right amount of hesitation.“Monica is your girlfriend. You should be dancing the opening dance with her.”As she said this, her eyes swept over me before returning to Edward.There was a thin layer of smugness hidden in her gaze.She thought she had hidden it well, but everyone could see it.Edward didn’t look at Sophia. He only looked at me, waiting for my reaction.He probably thought I would frown and question him.That I would lose my temper with him, just like I had the last time he went to the movies alone with Sophia.“She just

“Monica, you have to come. Otherwise, it means you don’t consider me a friend.”I really couldn’t refuse any longer, so at five that afternoon, I arrived outside the private room.I was about to knock when I raised my hand, then lowered it again.It was because I heard my name.“…You danced the opening dance with Sophia that night. Weren’t you afraid Monica would get jealous?” someone asked.Edward’s voice carried a hint of amusement, completely unconcerned.“With that temper of Monica, she needs to be taught a lesson once in a while.”“She’s way too controlling and overbearing. She doesn’t give me any freedom at all.”“What’s the big deal with me dancing with someone else? ”Someone followed up with a question.“But what if Monica really gets angry? Aren’t you afraid she’ll break up with you?”Edward laughed again.“I’ve grown up with Monica for more than ten years. I know what kind of person she is better than anyone.”“Don’t worry. She’ll just throw a little tantrum. She’ll be fine

Edward sat in the private room, his fingers unconsciously tapping twice against the tabletop.When Monica left, she hadn’t even looked back.He stared at the closed door for several seconds, and a fleeting sense of unease crossed his heart.“Is Monica okay?” Ron came over and asked.Edward withdrew his gaze and picked up the glass of juice on the table, taking a sip.“She’s fine. She’s always like that.”“Aren’t you going to check on her?”“What’s there to check on?”Edward put down his glass, a look of disdain crossing his face.“She’s not a little kid anymore. If she wants to leave, let her.”His tone was casual, as if he were talking about something completely insignificant.Or perhaps he was saying it to convince himself.Ron opened his mouth, but said nothing more.The private room soon became lively again, with waves of laughter rising one after another.Edward laughed along, chatting with the people beside him and occasionally exchanging a glance with Sophia.But he still felt u

Edward wanted to say no, but his throat felt as though something was blocking it, and no words would come out.His phone was still in his hand.The screen lit up, then went dark.Then lit up again, then went dark.Yet there was still no message from her.“Go ahead and call her.”Edward’s mother took out her phone, found Monica’s number, and dialed.Monica answered.“Please wish Edward a happy birthday for me.”“And tell him…”“This is the last time.”The call ended.Edward’s mother was still holding the phone to her ear, frozen in place.“Mom, what did Monica say?”Seeing his mother’s expression, Edward suddenly had a bad feeling.His mother turned to him, her lips moving slightly.“Monica said… happy birthday.”“She also said this is the last time.”The last time.He stood frozen in place, his mind buzzing.What did she mean by “the last time”?“Impossible!”“Mom, you must have heard her wrong. Call her again!”Edward’s mother looked at him as if she wanted to say something.In the en

Edward found the Northern Pack in the spring, a year later.Spring came late in the North. The snow had not completely melted yet, and the wind carried a damp chill.That day, I was turning the soil in the herb garden with my apprentices when I heard a commotion at the entrance. A werewolf called out, “herbalist Wolf Monica, someone is here to see you!”I straightened up and brushed the dirt from my hands.Then I saw Edward.He stood in the snow, wearing a trench coat that was clearly too thin for the weather. His face was pale from the cold, and his lips were cracked.He had lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were terribly red, as if he had not slept well in a long time. The Edward who had once been so full of confidence at the Full Moon Festival now looked like a lost traveler.When he saw me, he stopped for a moment before hurrying toward me.“Monica.”His voice was so hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable.I stood where I was without moving.When he reached me, he tried to pull