A man with fluffy black ears atop his head and a swinging, long, black, furry tail burst into the villa with a cold and stern expression.
Holly Wyatt didn't know what was happening; though deaf and mute, she somehow heard the man's disdainful voice at that very moment.
[The cub has grown a little.]
[Still too weak.]
[How did she end up looking like this? So gaunt and scrawny, so unsightly. Standing there, she looks like a telephone pole—the shortest one, at that.]
Holly Wyatt: ...
She rubbed her fingertips together, staring at the tip of the man's tail that curled into a little heart shape, wanting to touch it...
*
Two years later.
Dressed in a camisole and hot pants, the moment she pulled open the main door, she heard the man's sharp, explosive inner shriek.
[Aaaah! Damn it! Who taught the cub to dress like this?! I was only gone for two years, where is my cub who used to be all bundled up?!]
[Give her back!!]
*
As the leader of the Wolf Clan, Silas Thornton's primary mission was to manage the pack, and his secondary mission was to raise the cub well.
One day, he discovered that the cub he was raising actually wanted to date! This meant the cub wanted to procreate!
That was unacceptable!
And so, Holly Wyatt could always hear the man's inner ramblings.
[The cub is still too young; she can't run off and procreate with some random man out there.]
[If the cub is really that desperate to procreate, I suppose I can reluctantly make a sacrifice.]
[Why doesn't the cub want to procreate yet? I'm already prepared.]
Holly Wyatt: !!?? Does this mean she can finally touch his big tail?

'Aaaah! What am I saying! Will the little one think I don't want to tell her? Will she think there's a barrier between us? But... but there really isn't. This is my wolf scent...'


Holly Wyatt couldn't hold it in and let out a laugh. "Ha..."


Silas Thornton's head snapped up, his eyes fixed on her. "You made a sound."


The grin on Holly Wyatt's face slowly faded.


'Oops! I forgot I can make a sound now. Looks like I'll have to be more careful when I'm laughing at Silas Thornton in the future.'


Holly Wyatt was sleeping in her old room, and Silas Thornton was in the room next door.


Sure enough, she could hear his incessant inner monologue again.


She glanced around the room, which had felt empty and scary for the past two years, and suddenly thought it wasn't so terrifying anymore.


It was just that the chili peppers by her bed were a bit horrifying.


'Why are the chili peppers from Thornton the Wizard here?!'


'Weren't they supposed to ward off evil spirits?'


Chapter 39 - Chapter 39: Do You Like Silas Thornton?