Louisa’ POV
Uma set up a bonfire in the middle of the clearing.
The moonlight and dim flame light combined together and illuminated her flawless silhouette.
All of my limbs regained mobility.
So I crawled down the big black wolf’s back and took out some potion from my baggage.
I walked towards the mother elephant, looked up and said, "Thank you for helping me. I’m going to apply some potion to your leg. If you leave the wound like this, it will get inflamed."
The elephant flapped her ears for acknowledgment.
I poured some potion on her leg.
Her leg twitched for a bit.
"Is that hurt?" I asked.
"I’ve got worse." she said.
She slowly turned her back and showed me a big scar on the other leg.
Even though it was recovered, I could still see a dent on her leg.
Part of her leg’s flesh was missing.
"What happened?" I gasped.
"A wolf bit me." she said, "A giant black wolf."
"That wolf?" I pointed to my wolf, which was lying next to the bonfire with eyes half-closed.
"It wasn’t him." the elephant said, "But wolves are dangerous. Sometimes they do bad things to others. You ought to be careful of him."
"He has saved my life several times. He’s kind to me." I said.
The elephant put her trunk on my head and said, "That’s why you have to be extra careful. You have to make sure what is underneath his wolf skin. He might want something from you."
"I’ve got nothing." I lowered my head.
"You had nothing. But now, you have my friendship and gratitude." the elephant said.
She lowered her head and bowed to me.
I bowed back and felt dizzy immediately.
Just when I was about to fall down, Uma came and held me in her arms.
"Enough socializing, little rascal." she said, "You’ve just recovered. I’ve made a bed for us. Lie down with me."
"This is the time when I say goodbye and good night." the elephant said, "If you need my help, you know where to find me."
She raised her trunk and pointed at the direction of Moon Cave.
Then, she turned back and walked away. Other elephants followed her.
The girl elephant walked to me and put a bunch of small flowers in my hand with her trunk.
"Thank you for treating my mommy and letting me sniff you. You’re so cute." she said while battering her long and dense eyelashes.
I sniffed the flowers and put one behind her ear. Then, I kissed her trunk and said, "You look very pretty and I like you."
She raised her nose and trumpeted with excitement.
Then, she galloped away.
"You can communicate with animals. That’s an amazing talent." Uma said.
"I thought every werewolf could do that." I was a bit surprised.
She shook her head and said, "Only a few selected ones were born with this talent. They were kissed by the Moon Goddess when they were born."
I felt exhausted and lay down next to the big black wolf.
He wagged his tail without opening his eyes. He put his tail on me gently as a blanket.
Uma put more sticks into the fire and lay down next to me.
As soon as she held me in her arms, I fell asleep soundly.
Lucas’ POV
"The way you look at this bitch makes me sick." I said to my wolf.
"She’s your mate, so you might as well choose your vocabulary carefully." he said, "If she’s a bitch, what does that make you?"
"How dare you to call me a fucking dog?!" I vexed.
"I didn’t mean to say that. I’m just saying, you look less abominable when you keep your mouth shut." he said.
"What the f…" I didn’t manage to finish my sentence before he stood up and walked quietly into the deep of the woods.
That useless son of bitch also stood up and followed my wolf.
As he was walking, he slowly transformed from Uma’s form into his original appearance as a warlock.
"I’m so sorry, Master." he said in a trembling voice, "I didn’t know how she got suspicious and how she could tell that I’m not Uma. I’ve tried so hard and I’ve done whatever Master Lucian told me to do. I was planning to get her real name for you, Master. I really had plans…"
"On your knees when you address your Master, you fucking hybrid son of bitch." I shifted into hUman form and slapped him.
He kneeled obediently on the ground and looked at me with fear.
Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
His face was as delicate as porcelain.
His fair curly hair and blue eyes were much too feminine for a man.
I could tell he took after his human mother a lot and only half of his warlock father’s wit.
"What the fuck are you looking at?!" I slapped him again and said, "I should have strangled you to death in that brothel long ago. You’ve ruined all my plans, you fucking bastard!"
I kicked him in the stomach.
"I’m sorry, Master…" he apologized in pain.
The way he moaned and rolled in pain on the ground turned me on.
And the fact that I was turned on by a low creature like this made me even angrier.
"Shut the fuck up! You fucking male whore!" I cursed and kicked him again, "Are you trying to fuck with me? Are you trying to blame Lucian for your incapability?!"
He bit his lips and struggled to get back on his knees.
"I’m sorry, Master. I wouldn’t dare to do that." he whispered, "It’s all my fault… I’ll do everything to make up for you, Master… Please don’t kill me…"
While he was begging, he slowly crawled and approached me.
By the time he finished his last word, he had already sucked my dick into his mouth.
Fucking slut.
I pulled his hair and got all the way down to his throat.
He took it all in obediently.
I lifted my head and moaned.
I felt my tension was much relieved.
Warlocks were very trendy sex toys in brothels.
Their ability to transform into almost any form made them extremely popular in the sex slave market.
Well-trained warlocks were precious commodities for the reason that they were able to meet your wildest fantasy.
They basically did whatever you told them to do, yet they were still able to go beyond your expectations.
This fucking kid kneeling in front of me was born inside a brothel.
The owner of the brothel was his uncle.
He had trained this son of bitch for years before agreeing to sell him to me.
Well, he didn’t exactly agree to this deal at first.
I ripped off his legs and made him beg for life with his intestines hanging out of his body like flying ribbons.
And I didn't pay.
But that was totally irrelevant.
The most important thing was, I fucking hate male whores, so I would usually rip them into halves right after I had used them.
But this fucking hybrid bastard, I just couldn’t get enough of him.
"I’ve got another plan." I thought to myself, "A way better plan. I will have got her name by the end of next week. After I reject her, I will kill her and this fucking male whore."
"You make me sick." my wolf said in my mind.
"You’re welcome." I grinned.