Werewolf

Iris came out of the room with the pink door with a broad smile, ignoring the surprised stares of the woman there. She walked haughtily out, her body felt light, mounted her horse, and sprinted leisurely. The village youths stared at her without blinking, Iris smiled even more.

Towards the green lake, not forgetting that she bought bread and pastries for Thomas, Iris hummed happily, she was very happy.

"Tommy!" Iris shouted from a distance, jumping off the horse, Thomas was lighting a bonfire and standing to greet her.

"Iris, you're back!" Thomas was somehow happy to see the Witch back, forgetting his disappointment. Litzy even barked loudly.

"Tommy, my partner!"

Iris hugged Thomas passionately. The boy was frozen stiff, he was completely in Iris' arms, and his eyes were on Iris' body. The witch became younger and more beautiful, her skin smoother and softer.

"Beautiful isn't it? My power has completely returned." Iris took the bread and pastries she got for Thomas.

"Yes, you have become more beautiful." Thomas praised sincerely, he got up to stand up from Iris's arms, but the woman had no intention of letting go.

"Of course, I feel stronger than before."

"Um... Yes." Thomas didn't know how to respond, Iris' head was on his shoulder, and as the witch spoke, she whispered in Thomas's ear, making Thomas feel his face burn with embarrassment.

"Tonight we will rest here." Iris looked at the darkening sky, "Tomorrow we will meet that person."

Thomas was stunned, he thought Iris would leave him once the witch got a new body. Their bond had been broken, but not, she was still thinking about Thomas.

"You didn't leave me?"

Iris was still hugging Thomas, just laughing softly. Thomas liked Iris' laugh.

"You are my partner. Of course, I will not leave you, do you intend to leave me?"

"No, I didn't mean it like that," Thomas said nervously, Iris looked at Thomas intently as if asking for reassurance.

"No matter what happens, I will not leave you!" said Thomas subconsciously.

"Good, Tomy I want to hug you all night."

"Ah, don't treat me like a child!" Thomas protested trying to let go of Iris' embrace.

"You are a child, Tomy."

"I ... I'm twenty-five years old!"

Iris laughed again, whispering into Thomas' ear, "I know, but to me, you are still a child." Iris chuckled, after the witch was satisfied, she let go of her embrace.

Thomas was sitting not far from Iris, eating bread slowly, he was hungry. Only now was he eating properly. Before, he only ate marsh flower seeds.

After all, Thomas's body was that of a child, tired and weak easily, not long after finishing his bread, Thomas was snuggled up to sleep with Litzy.

Iris was humming, she liked hearing her voice now, compared to before, when her voice was like a frog, hoarse and making her ears hurt. Iris cheerfully walked around the lake.

"Aauuuuuuuuu...."

A wolf's voice rang out from afar, a long, painful howl of desperation. The wolf seemed to be grieving.

Iris saw it, a huge wolf standing at the edge of the cliff.

"What did he do?" Iris looked at the wolf, its body was big and strong, and under the moonlight, its gray fur glittered beautifully.

A werewolf, Alpha. Iris guessed it, she had met many creatures, so it wasn't hard to know the wolf was her Alpha to her.

The wolf continued to howl for a long time, leaking towards the abyss, its head drooping weakly.

"Does he want to end his life?" Iris asked herself, sneaking her way up the cliff, trying to get closer.

The wolf slowly turned into a shirtless and manly man, Iris wanted to close her eyes, but it was too sweet to see how seductive his arm and stomach muscles were.

Hey, Iris hasn't enjoyed this beautiful sight in a long time!

Unexpectedly Iris, the man suddenly connected to the abyss. Iris screamed, and she ran after the man.

"scanisandentios!"

Iris cast a spell, mindlessly chasing after the man, and she caught his hand.

The man initially seemed resigned and intended to end his life, he was very surprised by Iris' arrival.

"Hold my hand!" Iris shouted.

A root extended out from the cliff, and grabbed Iris' waist, carrying the two of them up, but the weight was too heavy, and the root was starting to snap.

"Crack ... crack ...."

The roots snapped with a thud, Iris shrieked, and their bodies sank into the abyss.

The man hugged Iris, he did intend to end his life but had no intention of bringing anyone else to death with him.

They fell into a deep ravine. Fortunately, there was a river below, the thud of water was heard as they fell, breaking the silence of the night.

Iris stammered, she couldn't swim, and her hands were frantically flailing around, looking for a grip.

The man didn't let go of Iris, and carried her out of the river, he carried Iris like a sack, carried on his shoulders.

"Akh ...." Iris was thrown to the ground just like that, her body was drenched, and the man trapped her with his face red with anger.

"Who are you?" He asked in a cold voice, drops of water falling from his body, his face disliked by Iris' presence.

"Iris. My name is Amara Iris," answered Iris nervously, she hadn't been stared at this closely by a handsome-looking man in a long time.

"What are you thinking? Why do you want to end your life so soon?" Iris asked while stroking the man's face, admiring his perfect facial structure, ignoring the man's anger, a masculine scent wafted from his body.

"None of your business."

The werewolf got up and backed away, Iris stood up and cast a spell to dry her clothes and hair in an instant.

"You ... witch," the werewolf mumbled in disbelief, Iris smirking.

"Yes, that's me," Iris replied casually.

The werewolf was silent for a while, Iris refrained from glaring her eyes at those abdominal muscles.

"What are you doing here?" The werewolf asked, but his tone was still harsh and cold, he didn't take his eyes off Iris, approaching slowly.

"I just happened to be passing by," said Iris. For some reason, she felt her chest pounding more than usual. "What's your name?"

"Morgan Lloyd," he said simply. "From the Blue Moon pack."

"Oh ... then why did you do that?" Iris couldn't help but ask. Morgan was so close to her, Iris felt that this werewolf was sniffing her body.

"That is none of your business."

"Yeah, it's not. But I can't let someone die in front of me."

Morgan snorted, his face stiff, and even, and he moved away from Iris.

"I'll take you back, get on my back."

Morgan quickly transformed his body into a large gray wolf. Iris chuckled in admiration, stroking the feathers slowly, gently, and subtly.

Morgan looked at Iris, who had light brown eyes, and told him to climb up, Iris unhesitatingly climbed the wolf, and they sped up the cliff.