บททั้งหมดของ Luna And Her Passionate Werewolf: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Melisam followed Rondolf Blackton's footsteps without asking him any questions. Her curiosity was stifled cause of dominated awkwardness. Melisam had just been able to adapt herself well.NorthWulf Palace was genuinely extraordinary. The majesty of this place was unquestionable. NorthWulf was the dominant territory in the entire Lew-Longdon region. So, it was no wonder that Luna's position was so important in this place."How is your mother?" Rondolf interrupted the stillness between them. The man continued without glancing at Melisam, who walked up behind him. "I hope she is fine."Melisam chuckled and nodded. She didn't say anything to Rondolf."I waited for your arrival for a long time, Melisam," Rondolf said. "I was waiting for you."Melisam would not believe it, but her heart melted at that sentence. Her hatred for Rondolf Blackton had been profound since the incident. A thousand questions shattered the peace in her life."Alpha Rondolf Blackton," Melisam calls out to him.Melisa

"Did you have a good sleep, Melisam?" Melisam heard Rondolf's footsteps walking towards her. She turned her head and noticed her father approaching her. Melisam bowed politely. She smiled at Rondolf's arrival. "What about you, Alpha?" Melisam replied to Rondolf's question. "Did you have a good sleep last night?" Rondolf burst out laughing. "You look like your mother a lot, Melisam." "She was the woman who always gave the question back when I asked her first," Rondolf said as he rubbed the top of Melisam's head. Melisam was smiling with a knot. She nodded her head hesitantly. "I'm fine," Rondolf replied. " Since you are here, I can relax in my sleep." Melisam smiled again. She was trying to conceal her feelings of doubt about the Alpha. She is just trying to be mature, responding to everything without haste. For now, she has decided to get to know your father well. "You seem to love my mom," Melisam says. "I still can't believe that this is all happening." Rondolf stroked Mel

Melisam swung her sword. She stabbed and slashed her sword at one werewolf after another in front of her. The war atmosphere was so tense that she faced a horde of Rongue, who held a grudge against her birth.Melisam was alone. She was trying to survive the rongue’s attacks trying to kill her.Melisam had mastered martial arts quite skillfully; she also carried the genetics of an Alpha, the lead of Lew-Longdon."Damn!"Melisam turned her head. She heard the swearing of Zloe, who had jumped into the battlefield to help her."Zloe! What are you doing?" Melisam tried to speak while continuing to fend off attacks from the enemy.Zloe seemed to be busy. He ignored Melisam's question."I told you to stay out of it!" Melisam shouted. Her body skillfully avoided the enemy's claws that were about to hurt her.However, Melisam's focus was broken. An attack came out of the blue and could not be avoided. A scratch tore off Melisam's sleeve. The wound was deep and long, and blood oozed from it."M

Melisam burst into tears near Zloe's body. Melisam's sadness was out of her control. She had not expected to witness the terrible fate of Zloe, her cheerful best friend."Zloe, I'm sorry." Melisam fell listlessly before Zloe. "I feel sorry for everything I've done."Melisam felt nostalgic about the beautiful memories with Zloe. The glimpses of those memories caused a tightness in her heart. Zloe's condition today was Melisam's fault last night."I'm so stupid!" Melisam banged her head. "I didn't think like an adult and underestimated everything that happened."Melisam wiped away her tears. "I'm immature!""Hey! Melisam!"Melisam looked forward. She looked at Zloe then."Can you stop whimpering beside me?" Zloe asked, grumbling. "I simply want to lie down comfortably."Melisam fell silent. She tried to muffle her sobs.Melisam shook her head. "I'm just worried.""You're just getting worried now?" Zloe laughed. "Wow! This freaky girl is bizarre!"Zloe awoke slowly from his sleep. His wo

Melisam enjoyed the bustling atmosphere of NorthWulf. She wandered her gaze all over the place. Occasionally, she would bump into a stranger who would return her eye sharply.Melisam left the conflict inside the palace behind for a moment. Since arriving in her hometown, she has yet to have time to enjoy the atmosphere. Like Rula said, no other werewolf territory could compare to the charm of NorthWulf.Every visitor could be drawn to NorthWulf because of its alluring charm. Melisam would miss this place."Melisam?" Zloe tapped Melisam on the shoulder. He broke the girl's reverie. "Watch your step. You might bump into something."Melisam smiled a simple smile. "Thank you, Zloe."Three days had passed. Sometimes Melisam missed her mother, but she still wanted to stay in this place. Her longing for her father was not fully satisfied."For three days, I did not notice any significant changes in the palace," Zloe said. His voice was soft, with occasional whimpering because the wound had n