Incompatible Interspecies Wives

Chapter 13: Lone Wolf (1)

The love of the wolfman race is thicker and heavier than any other race...

They were a race that did not easily forget love between lovers, love between families, and friendship between friends.

In a twisted tale, it was also a story that the one who breaks that love could never be forgiven for a lifetime.

Because of that instinct, Ner grew up suffering throughout her life.

Ner, who was a late child, was cursed with an inseparable curse from the moment she was born.

She took away the life of her mother, Syllin Blackwood, along with her birth.

On the day Ner was born, it was said that there were no congratulations or laughter in the Blackwood family.

Only tears and mourning resounded.

Until she turned eight years old, Ner didn't realize that she was being hated.

She thought the sharp reactions and dry responses from her five older sisters and brothers were natural.

Sometimes she wondered if it was because the color of her tail fur was slightly different.

Her siblings had glossy gray tails, but Ner's tail was white, devoid of any color.

However, as she grew little by little, Ner felt that her siblings only treated her differently.

Ner's siblings bloomed like flowers when they were together.

But when she appeared, everyone would turn cold.

*Paelyun-a...

Ner thought for a while that that was her name. Because her older sisters and brothers, who had a significant age difference, called her that.

But thanks to her grandmother's tireless and constant efforts to treat her warmly, Ner realized belatedly that her name wasn't *Paelyun-a.

However, her doubt continued. She wondered why she couldn't blend in with her other siblings. She wondered why when only she appears, their laughter dies down, and everything scatters.

From some point on, this doubt grew so much that Ner asked her grandmother.

"Grandma, it feels like my sisters and brothers are avoiding Ner."

"..."

"...Is it because of my tail? If I turned it like them and approach them, will they like Ner? I'm a little sad because my tail has a different color..."

Ner's grandmother gave her a compassionate smile and stroked her head.

"Your tail is beautiful, Ner."

"Then why is everyone avoiding me...?"

"It's because they still don't know how adorable and cute my Ner is."

"...But why they don't know? Why can't I be with them?"

After pondering for a while, her grandmother gave a difficult answer.

"...Did I tell you about your mother?"

"Yes."

"It's because your siblings loved your mother so much. As time goes by, they will realize how adorable you are, so just wait a little longer."

"How much longer?"

"...Just a little bit. Just a little more."

As time passed, Ner's desire to blend in with her siblings grew stronger and stronger. It might have been an instinct engraved in her race.