I never expected throughout my entire life the pressure of preparing a script to approach that guy!
I got a complicated chance when I found him being beaten in his cart. It quickly got into my nerves, making my raging enchast spark, until I saw him turn the table. From that moment I knew that his supernatural strength was working. Some civil knights passed by and I reported the incident. It was my chance to approach him but what happened was my uncontrollable concern for him reached him. The opportunity flew when he hurriedly left.
Deep inside, it cracked my chest. Why can't he recognize me?
I stalked him like a wind up to the forest where I witnessed his compassion towards a dead slave. That was enough proof that convinced me not to use him to free the slaves. I wanted to save them both. I lost track when he ran away fast, then his owl pet saw me but I overlooked it.
I soon found out that he was arrested in the metropolis. I was among the army and the assigned Moon Priest in this city. Successfully, I got Hessuel's coat by pretending to cooperate, then left. Hessuel escaped from them and I chased him not to drag him back to prison but to finally claim the day where I can approach him for assistance. He harmed me and was frightened that he almost landed a fist at me but he halted.
"Oh, you..."
He's strong but harmless with women. It made me happy that he recognized me although I denied it. The facetious negotiation succeeded. However, when he took me to a blacksmith shop, I was struck with terror to see Biaco under the identity of Amos. I played along until Hessuel and I made an official deal. I took the sheer chance to approach Biaco while he was bending a rod.
"So, you've changed your profession? from Alpha to blacksmith?"
"If you were to spend your three hundred years of life, then prefer to choose to learn and discover your passion." He smirked. Somehow it brought light to the mood.
"I'm warning you—!" I inhaled midway and made it calmer. "Please, don't harm him. H-He's different. He's not the typical brute silver wolf. He's not going to—"
"I know." He smiled at me and I couldn't forget the relief it brought into me. "I need answers first. That's when I will decide what I should do with him."
Very patient and wise; those are the remarkable characteristics of Biaco.
The crazy plan against Mraz succeeds and will never happen without my mate's help. I was so disheartened by the sight of my scraggly and unkempt niece. Mraz, for his last order and for the sake of compensation, provided the exigencies of the freed slaves. We planned to make a celebration for Linly's return. I was bathing one night in my open spring. Five, my tall Doberman, watches over me all the time as my guard dog.
My body was half-submerged and my arms under my chin. It's fun to imagine how clumsy Hessuel could be. "Did you know, Five? In my eyes, his strength makes him look hot. His ignorance makes him cute. From some angles, he's sincere and a hard worker. Just like..." I squeezed my lips. I chose to believe I was only mesmerized because of the power of the mate bond.
I daubed myself with a towel when I felt a strong calling to walk towards the lawn in the front yard and stare at the full moon. My senses came back when a touch on my shoulder landed. I rose up from my knees and was greatly surprised to see Linly. "I've called for you, Dandeline," she said. And that moment, I knew it wasn't Linly in front of me. The countenance of a goddess is in her image. The precedent spell actually worked!
Her touches were affectionate. Her voice was welcoming when she introduced herself to me. And told me, "You are one of my wisest children. Let me trust you again to be the hand of my purposes. I have another role for you to play." My knees felt weak after that conversation, it took me an hour or two to absorb what just happened. The following day, I did as she said.
I acquitted the sole silver wolf without the necessity of subpoena by standing as a witness of his innocence. Mraz was abdicated and that was the beginning of humans reigning in the land of Lanbarc. I made them realize the will of the moon according to Linly's instructions and the other moon priests and priestesses felt the manifestation. Although Linly has no full control of the Moon Goddess's presence, she has the advantageous authority to entreat the goddess and she automatically coalesces during the full moon.
I was grooming my dogs in the living room when the fire in the furnace sparked. I pointed my enchast there and received the message of the fire, it showed Hessuel on his way here! I beheld my disheveled house and briskly groomed the whole house instead of the dogs alone! I made sure that my things are properly organized and there is little-to-zero dust! My sudden burst of effort culminated in exhaustion.
And then after a day, he came during my busy time. 'Twas not that I didn't want to entertain him, I didn't want to be obvious in front of Linly and Manjiro about our bond. I couldn't keep my mind on my baking yet I pretended that I was occupied. I couldn't see any distinction between Shun and Hessuel when it comes to the insane effects of their presence before me. I tripled the spell that conceals the nature of my werewolf after the activity.
I found him sound asleep with the dogs in the living room, bent down beside his couch, and stared at him. Apparently, he's not the pale and weak Hessuel I knew the first time I saw him. I thought that maybe it was time to see him as a man and see myself as well as a young adult. I suspected that he peeped while I was bathing. He was avoiding my glances afterward, too. Men will be men, and that justified that he's a grown-up. Frankly, it didn't bother me since the mate bond dictates that our body belongs to one another.
"I need your help to find my mate." I contained my frustration when he requested that.
I figured out that didn't recognize me other than the truth that he's clueless about how to be a werewolf. I sometimes see him as an alien on his own planet but it only signified that he was willing to learn. That made me admire his attributes.
I regret it when I cast him out of the house I cleaned for his sake! I'm an avid victim of lustful temptation so 'twas better to give no room for temptation that night. I was anxiously waiting for him during our small celebration until Acro knocked on my window. She led me to a fisherman at the shore who was holding his coat, then I claimed it. Acro led me next to an inn where a raven is tied up on the bed by a blanket. I read the enchantment within that raven and found the answer to the mystery. The palace.
Tanya touched him, renewed his trauma, and the only idea I had to comfort him was to play guitar for him on the top of the mountain under the stars.
Reminiscing on what Shun did for me. The vision appeared in my head about a man being with me in such a place. That moment was the fulfillment, I knew that it was the sign, I knew that the moon gave me Hessuel as an answer to my emptiness. My pounding feelings broke the spell that concealed my werewolf nature. But that didn't break my fear of love again. It only deepened my concern when a strong revelation came to me by the furnace.
I left Hessuel in my room to prepare for tea. Yet the fire, even without my enchast, formed a human form walking out of the furnace, and that image of a man remained in front of me. The coldness poured upon me, my fingers were trembling, and I couldn't breathe properly when I recognized the man. It was Hessuel. The bloodlust in his eyes was evident. His image shattered into multiple werewolves killing each other around me. I looked around, and when I turned back again, I saw Hessuel and Biaco lying dead in front of me.
I snapped with my enchast which stopped the fire, and the furnace lost its fire. My knees were trembling as I pondered the message on the couch. How could the brightest eyes I've seen turn into a terror? Does it mean that another war of packs will happen? Biaco and Hessuel... are going to die on that day? I saw everything beforehand. And holding back my thoughts about the truth has never been easy in history.
In spite of the future, my feelings kept on evolving toward him. Just like when Tanya played a stupid trick on us. The walls were squeezing me to Hessuel, both half-naked, and being surrounded by his arms to the wall behind me drives me crazy. How could a weak boy I've seen before turned into a fluffy hunk?
"I believe this kind of position isn't really helpful for meditation," he said. And that embarrassed me that he noticed! His collarbone, apple, and neck were craving me! And when we kissed, I knew thenceforth that this is what I want. I forced him to shift and sleep when he lost in rage after I used a forbidden spell. That reaction made me aware of his past.
What Tanya did wasn't condoned. I made her eat a cup of pepper and treat us inside the palace. This pack was starting to develop miscreant dogs.
"Why are you so exasperated!? Is there something between you and that silver wolf?" she asked while Hessuel was yet asleep. Her face turned red.
Annoyed by her sassy voice I replied, "What's the connection between your two questions?"
"Oh, you're unaware~ Perhaps the reason why your emotions are involved with the silver wolf's condition is you like him! So how was the kiss? Are you sure you'll remain as 'friends' after that," she made a sound of pecks, "which obviously came from a love interest~?"
"My goddess..." I walked away.
"If you don't like him, then I'll have him~!"
"Suck yourself."
My face slumped while walking down the hallway in the palace. I can't unlove my mate anymore. Yet I couldn't tolerate this love either. Hessuel is going to die just like Shun. And I am also afraid that he'll leave me hanging just like Zithri. I don't hate romance. Romance hates me. It would be better to love Hessuel silently. Or make him lose any sprouting interest in me! That was when I started my personal operation:
Turning off my mate.