MTL - Mulan Has No Elder Brother - Chapter 35 Shuai "crashed"

“Please... give me a baby.”His eyes cut like sharp blades: “Even if it's with your husband's own brother?”I nod, trembling.To save my dying husband, I would cross any line.What started as a deal spun out of control in the darkness.“Look at me,” he grips my chin. “What are you craving?”I shake my head, biting my lip as tears fall.“You want this...” his lips brush mine, “you want me.”

[Werewolf Mature Content 18+]

This is a story about a Werewolf’s love story with a Boy of Rare Blood; of course, their love story will not go smoothly.

But it is the strength of their love that will bring their destiny in the future to be brighter and coveted by many people.

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“He won’t be able to stop preying on male or female Werewolf Betas until he finds his soul mate!” The Elder said.

And dad says if I haven’t found my soul mate, then I can be more dangerous than that.

Because what I’m afraid of is that I’m going to slaughter someone else’s Werewolf Beta. Because it has happened several times in several cities. When I rampage at the full moon, I never slaughter an unpaired Werewolf Beta.

But I always slaughter the Werewolf Beta that has a partner. It’s one of my curses.

Because of that incident, my father and I became fugitives from many Werewolf members who were in several cities. And they were after me to cut off my head. They called me.

“Cursed Werewolf!”

.....

Yeah, That’s many people call me, My name is David, David Henderson.

—–

“You’re My Mate!” Said the handsome boy named David, to Leon.

Starting from the meeting of Leon and a new student named David, Unaware that his life will change after that.

Leon doesn’t know that David is a Werewolf and has an Alpha level position, who has just moved to the city of Ohio.

[Werewolf Mature Content 18+]

This is a story about a Werewolf’s love story with a Boy of Rare Blood; of course, their love story will not go smoothly.

But it is the strength of their love that will bring their destiny in the future to be brighter and coveted by many people.

——

“He won’t be able to stop preying on male or female Werewolf Betas until he finds his soul mate!” The Elder said.

And dad says if I haven’t found my soul mate, then I can be more dangerous than that.

Because what I’m afraid of is that I’m going to slaughter someone else’s Werewolf Beta. Because it has happened several times in several cities. When I rampage at the full moon, I never slaughter an unpaired Werewolf Beta.

But I always slaughter the Werewolf Beta that has a partner. It’s one of my curses.

Because of that incident, my father and I became fugitives from many Werewolf members who were in several cities. And they were after me to cut off my head. They called me.

“Cursed Werewolf!”

.....

Yeah, That’s many people call me, My name is David, David Henderson.

—–

“You’re My Mate!” Said the handsome boy named David, to Leon.

Starting from the meeting of Leon and a new student named David, Unaware that his life will change after that.

Leon doesn’t know that David is a Werewolf and has an Alpha level position, who has just moved to the city of Ohio.

A mortal youth accidentally stumbled upon the path of immortality and struggled to move forward on the arduous journey of seeking immortality.The road to immortality is more difficult than reaching the heavens, yet despite the countless obstacles, his determination to pursue immortality remained unwavering.Looking back, the green mountains still stood, but his old companions had all turned to bones.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.