Romans & histoires มนุษย์สัตว์

Since ancient times until now, the world has been divided into two distinct species. One is humans, which is the most populous species on Earth but small, weak, and easily killed when attacked. The second is non-human species, a general term for those who are born with appearances similar to humans but are not. For example, vampires, werewolves, witches... In general, as long as it's not a normal human, it belongs in this category. In this world, humans are the smallest and have no voice. Even important positions in the state cannot find anyone who is a human to fulfill them.

But from listening to this Soul Drenching Squirrel, I realised that it had actually spoken in the human tongue. Turning my head to the lady by my side, I asked, “Teacher Kira, how come that savage beast is able to fabricate words, despite being an animal?” Looking at me in a short-lived astonishment, she replied, “Soul Drenching Squirrels aren't savage beasts, Stephanie.” “Huhn?” Smirking slightly — as though by force — she quickly elaborated, “Those are spirit beasts, and they, like humans, have the ability to make rational decisions. They make little use of instincts, and at such, they are able to speak the human language to a great extent.

"What do you want?" "I want to be a person." My voice wasn't loud, but it hit him like a sledgehammer. I looked at him, at the man who once stood high above me and who treated me like something he owned. For the first time, I said everything I had swallowed down in fear and humiliation. "Mr. Hendrick, my name is Rudith, not Powder. I'm not a replacement for anyone. I'm also not anyone's cat. "I don't like sweet food. I hate strawberry cake. I like meat and fish without bones.

Everything I thought about this was wrong. " Simply not believing that something doesn't exist, doesn't mean it doesn't. As much as humans exist in this world, many other entities are present as well. Humans are just exceptional beings on earth because that is how it has always been. Supernatural entities reside in the shadows because humankind can not handle the existence of other beings other than themselves. We hide our true existence not because we are scared but because we want to maintain peace and prevent bloodshed. Everything you think doesn't exist, does." He declared with finality. My mouth was agape in shock and confusion. It's a lot to take in. My mind was still trying to process

Then the blonde could have him back. “I heard you weren’t interested in my buddy.” A growl built in the back of her throat at yet another interruption, but some tenuous hold on her human side made her restrain the noise. Still, her only thought was that she couldn’t lose sight of her prey. She didn’t even glance at the new speaker. All her senses were locked on the man at the table in front of her. “Maybe I’m more your type.” She fought back another irritated growl, but this time she did turn to the man standing very close to her.

Ignoring the sounds of the night, he returned to his work, a beacon of detached focus. "Stuart," a voice beckoned from the nearby forest. Unfazed, Stuart continued his tasks, his piercing gaze unyielding. "Stuart," the voice persisted, its ethereal quality cutting through the silence. Curiosity overriding caution, he stepped out into the chilling night. "Stuart, come swiftly," the voice echoed persistently, weaving through the trees like a siren's call. Approaching the roadside, he inquired, "Did you hear someone calling me?"

Kohn says as if he is talking to a teenage pup. I growl to show my displeasure, but even to my ears, the growl sounds weak. "It's how I have always kept the of age females in line. But after the anger faded and my instincts vanished, all I could focus on was her crying.....Why the fuck did I get a human," I snap, and he shakes his head. "The human historians have a very believable theory for that question," he replies, and I raise my eyebrow for him to continue. "They believe the more animalistic a wolf is, the higher the chances they will be given a human. They believe it's the Goddess trying to restore our humanity," Kohn explains, and I roll my eyes.

Nicholas was silent for a moment before shaking his head. "Nope, it turns out they don't know each other. The silver wolf's appearance was just a coincidence," Nicholas paused again before continuing. "But strangely, when the wolf student turns human, he's confused and doesn't remember being a wolf. It seems like he's never officially been a wolf like that dog, but rather, he's drugged. And if drugs are the case, then there are other students with similar situations." "Oh, so who's the drug supplier—" "Alexa, are you hiding a boy in your room?" FUCK!

I head in her direction, fully aware of the ridiculous smile on my face as she traces me head to toe with her own eyes. 'Look all you want, sweetheart. I'm all yours.' I think to myself. I lengthen my strides to get to her quicker when she gets the most adorable, confused look on her face. Does she not smell me? Surely she knows I'm her mate. Maybe she didn't want a mate. I get closer to her and inhale deeper. Then stop in my tracks. She's human. "Ah, fuck!" I mutter.