Chapter 182: Request for Support (2)

Gidon looked down at Ner.

...Over the past year and a half, she had changed so much.

Since parting with Berg, she had become even more beautiful.

Ner had put a lot of effort into taking care of herself over the long period.

It must have been because of the scolding Gidon once gave her.

The words he had said, that crying and falling apart wouldn’t bring Berg back, seemed to have been etched into her heart.

So it seemed she prepared herself as if she could meet Berg at any moment.

Flawless, porcelain-like white skin.

Silky hair and tail fur.

A subtle makeup and clothes that revealed the curves of her body.

Her beauty was increasing day by day.

Occasionally, guests of Blackwood who saw Ner walking around the territory would frequently send her letters of proposal afterward.

Gibson and Gidon were blocking all of them, though.

But there was one flaw that could not be removed from her, despite her becoming so beautiful.

.......A hollow expression and dead eyes.

Her expression and atmosphere, contrasting with her beautiful appearance, were pitiful even to Gidon.

The sight of her, having lost her mate...was not easy to look at.

Especially knowing how much she longed for her own person.

Gidon knew that his actions were at the root of it.

He had no intention of justifying his actions now.

Nonetheless, the fact that it was pitiful did not change.

Although he disliked Ner, there were certainly emotions stirred by seeing her so broken.

Despite everything, Gidon couldn’t help but acknowledge Ner’s persistent actions.

He realized that her feelings for Berg were genuine.

Ner continued to perform her duties like an emotionless doll.

She filled her head with new knowledge every day, sat in front of the mirror every day to groom herself.

She even visited the forest where she and Berg had once bound their souls together every day.

She had created her own unit to follow her direct orders and built up her strength.

Although she wasn’t crying and collapsing like before, her expression seemed even more broken.

In her always broken appearance, there was a spark of life.

It was as if a dead person had come back to life.

It was astonishing that Ner could express such emotions again.

“....Ber...Berg...?”

As Gidon hesitated to answer out of surprise, Ner immediately stood up.

She approached Gidon with a desperate expression and asked,

“Whe...where is the letter?”

Gidon snapped back to reality at her expression.

He took the letter from Berg Reiker out of his pocket.

- Thud!

Simultaneously, Ner snatched the letter.

With trembling hands, she unfolded it.

Heavy breathing. Enlarged pupils…

Ner was visibly shaken as she looked at Berg’s letter.

“...Ah...Ah...”

She even lightly smelled the letter, a small smile forming on her lips as she whispered.

“...Berg’s scent...”

She looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Then, calming her turbulent emotions, Ner began to read the letter.

As Gidon watched her eyes move across the lines, he spoke.

“...The plague has spread to Stockpin.”

“.......”

At his words, Ner began to tremble again.

“...Is Berg alright...?”

“I don’t know. There was no mention of him. But they’re requesting help-”

“-I’ll go.”

Ner spoke without hesitation.

She then looked up at Gidon with sharp eyes, reaffirming her words.

“......I’ll go.”

“...”

Currently, much of the decision-making power of the Blackwood family had been delegated to Gidon.

As Gibson expressed a desire to gradually step away from his authority, Gidon, as the eldest, was gaining experience as the head of the family.

In this situation, there had never been a more confusing moment.

Was it right to send Ner to Stockpin?

Although he showed her the letter out of pity, he had countless worries.

But perhaps because he had watched Ner all this time.

Perhaps because he knew that Ner had always been waiting for this moment.

Instinctively, he knew he had to let Ner go.

Even so, as he was gaining experience as the head of the family, Gidon needed a safeguard.

“I can give you permission... but we need a promise.”

“....A promise...?”

There were facts Gidon needed to remind Ner of.

He needed to ensure that she clearly remembered them.

“...Do not cause trouble when you get there.”

Gidon explained his words in detail.

“...Berg Reiker has a wife now.”

“...”

“...No matter how much you want to deny it, it’s an unchangeable fact.”

It could be said that the moment Berg married the former saint, his relationship with Ner had ended.

With the abolition of polygamy, humans could no longer have multiple wives.

There was no longer any room for Ner to intervene.

Officially and unofficially, Ner could no longer get close to Berg.

Especially among the werewolves, nothing is more taboo than trying to steal someone who already has a mate.

Berg had a mate now, and Ner had to step back.

Ner muttered something at those words.

“....But.”

Gidon ignored her inaudible muttering and continued.

“No matter how much you love Berg Reiker...you must remember that you have to let him go now. The family’s honor must not be tarnis-”

“-Stop it....!”

Ner’s hand was trembling violently at Gidon’s words.

The letter in her hand was crumpled.

“....I don’t want to hear it.”

“Ner...it’s a reality you have to accept.”

“I know that too!!”

Ner shouted, her voice breaking under the pressure from Gidon.

It was the scream of someone emotionally pushed to their limits.

After losing Berg, Ner no longer feared standing up to Gidon.

It was as if Berg’s unique boldness had transferred to her.

Perhaps, she had nothing left to fear.

Ner spoke, trying to hold back her tears.

“I know...I know that Berg...remarried...”

Gidon looked down at Ner and spoke.

“...Then can I trust you?”

“...”

“...I expect you to help the Reiker family and come back immediately.”

“.......”

“This will be the last time you sort out your feelings for Berg.”

Gidon said as he watched the silent Ner.

“If you can’t promise that, I can’t let you go.”

At those words, Ner finally nodded.

“...Alright.”

****

Ner lay on her bed, looking down at Berg’s letter.

She faintly inhaled Berg’s scent from the letter.

How long had it been since she last smelled this?

It was a scent Ner could never forget.

It was the scent she rubbed against night after night in the past.

There was no scent she loved more in the world.

Eventually, Ner set out to find Stockpin.

How long had it been?

Her heart was racing at the sudden opportunity.

Her body trembled at the thought of finally seeing Berg.

It had been a year and a half.

A period that felt like ten years.

There was not a single day she did not think of Berg.

She thought of him night after night.

She remembered the memories they shared, the happiness she received, his scent, his appearance, and his warmth.

Now she could once again approach his presence.

She had made a promise to Gidon.

She promised that this would be the last time she sorted out her feelings for Berg.

“...”

But, of course, that promise was a lie.

Ner was in no state to give up on Berg, not even a little.

And she would not be able to give him up in the future either.

The emotions she had built up and suppressed for Berg over the past year and a half were on the verge of exploding.

The mere fact that another woman was beside him drove her mad.

She couldn’t measure how much she had regretted her decisions during that time.

She couldn’t count how many tears she had shed.

Her eyes still bled tears over the happiness that had slipped through her fingers.

Because of this, she couldn’t afford to miss this opportunity.

No matter how much Gidon asked her to promise, Ner had no intention of listening.

Her every thought was focused on reclaiming her place by his side.

All she hoped for was that Berg would look at her once more.

For that goal, she felt she could do anything.

No one knew how many dangerous thoughts had swirled in her mind during that time.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t anxious.

She had already prepared herself for the wounds she would receive.

She knew how much Berg valued honor.

Ner had always felt it when she was Berg’s wife.

Berg had never even glanced at other women.

And thinking by that standard...this time, the other woman was herself.

She knew clearly that he wouldn’t accept her easily.

She knew that Berg wouldn’t divorce the former saint for her.

She understood that there was no room for her to intervene.

Therefore, she had to make a more certain plan.

She had to make Berg like her again.

Even if it resulted in an affair, Ner didn’t care.

She had long since discarded any sense of morality.

“...Berg...”

Thinking only of Berg made her body heat up.

The scent of Berg she had smelled for the first time in a year and a half was enough to make her lose her reason.

Ever since she learned about love.... the heat came to her every full moon.

But the sexual desire she hadn’t been able to relieve at all had been piling up inside her.

And that desire was slowly twisting her reason.

- Mwah.... mwah...

Ner kissed Berg’s ring, as she was accustomed to.

She continued to imagine Berg as she inhaled the scent of the letter.

“...Haa.... haa....”

She felt her eyes go unfocused.

- Swoosh... swoosh...

As her lower abdomen heated up, she couldn’t keep her legs still, rubbing her thighs together.

Rubbing her thighs made her tail sway uncontrollably.

What would Berg think if he saw her like this?

He might be disgusted by the sight of her overwhelmed by lust.

She had always tried to show him her cute side.

This dark, lewd side of herself was definitely something she had to hide from him.

“...Haa... haa... Berg...”

But for now, Berg wasn’t here.

It was a situation where she could be more honest than ever.

Ner couldn’t even remember how many times she had dreamed of sleeping with Berg.

From the dreams of lying comfortably in bed with him to the ones where they passionately entwined their bodies.

Every time she woke up from those dreams where he called her name and caressed her all over, she cried.

Ner was now willing to give everything to make those dreams a reality.

They say the most profound expression of love is sexual intercourse.

Until she received that expression of love from Berg, she couldn’t stop.

“...Soon....”

The thought of Berg touching her made her body tingle.

Thinking about the dreams where she intertwined with him made her body feel like it was melting with heat.

The impossible hope made her flush with excitement.

“I’ll come to see you soon...”

She whispered.

With the ring in her mouth and the letter close to her nose, she thought of Berg.

“...I love you... my husband...”

– – – The End of The Chapter – – –

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