▪️WEREWOLF ROMANCE▪️
"Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric raised a brow.
His response caught me off guard and I stammered, "W-what? No... I-"
"It can be arranged," the Lycan King scowled.
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The next two weeks had passed quicker than I realised.
Where working with the werewolves and humans was concerned, it had surprised me how quickly we all found our rhythm. Everyone had been eager to get started on their designated roles, the protection of the empire being of the utmost importance to us all.
Since the Lycans had previously enslaved both the werewolves and humans, I had expected there to be some hostility. However, it would seem that working towards a common goal had them forgetting the past, as we strived to secure a better future.
Although, Lenna was mostly responsible for the lack of resentment my people faced and I was truly grateful for the way she tried to be a bridge between the different species.
I often heard her talking about vengeance not being the way, for it only led to more suffering.
Plus, the fact that my people went out of their way to help the werewolves and humans get situated in their new environment showed them that the Lycans alive today were very much different from those during Eberhard's reign.
Before I knew what was happening, friendships quickly formed and I found that I enjoyed the way relationships came to be between the different species. It gave me hope that things could indeed work between everyone once this war was over.
Tonight, a group of us was out on one of our nightly hunts in the forest near the upper border by the mountains.
Lenna and myself were accompanied by Faeda, Eginhard, Ulrik, and a few other Lycans. Joining us as well were Berengar and some werewolves.
Hunting together was something that the Lycans and werewolves recently started doing. We were all in our beast formations and I did not miss the look of envy on Lenna's face when we had all transformed.
Lenna was able to keep up with us while she rode on Gyllir. But I knew that she was still a little jealous for she had said as much when we were alone.
Even though she was proud to be human, a part of her wondered what it would be like to transform into a Lycan or werewolf. Sure, she could use her magic to create an illusionary form, but it was not the same thing as having your physical body altered.
Of course, Lenna had to tease and remind me of my previous dislike for humans. However, I told her to shush as I loved her just as she was and the smile that lit up her beautiful face whenever I said those words always made my chest expand.
Without a doubt though, I was happy that the three species were reunited once more. In fact, I was very much looking forward to rebuilding an even stronger empire than that of my predecessors.
"Nice shot!" Faeda commented, when Lenna expertly hit a large stag.
Beaming, she replied and holstered her weapons on Gyllir, "Thanks!"
Like always, it was an enjoyable night out.
The moon, though not completely full anymore, was as beautiful as ever and I must say, it was nice to be hunting alongside the werewolves. Though they could not verbally speak, we had no problem communicating through barks, body language, and scents.
