Section 4 Werewolves are not like humans. They are creatures that will become angry when they see someone without clothes.
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I was well fed and satisfied, and I never thought I could actually finish a whole bowl of food – I must have been badly injured and so hungry!
I have never eaten such delicious fresh meat.
After licking his lips, he carried the clean basin and passed by the stone door that the man had not closed this time. He tried to push it. It was a little difficult, but it was okay.
Following the sound down to the first floor, I heard the crackling of firewood and the sound of water being poured. I peeked out, my tail in my arms, and the man spotted my movements perfectly. He turned and looked at me, "The water's ready. If it's not enough, add more."
"Thank you..." I tried to smile at him.
The man didn't respond, so he closed the bathroom door and left.
The morning light streamed in through the windows above the wall. Stones formed a channel, connecting the stone vats inside. The spacious bathroom contained a huge wooden bathtub, a stove for boiling water, several stone vats for storing water, as well as towels, a wooden bucket, a wooden ladle, and a small stool.
Aside from the twelve years when my parents were still alive, I hadn't enjoyed a bath in a tub in ages. I sat on a small stool, using the hot water in the tub to scrub the blood off my body and rinse off the dried blood on my tail.
The wound on the ankle was still bleeding, but the wrist was able to properly contact hot water.
I hesitated for a long time, scrubbed clean the tattered linen clothes on my body, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of hot water and soaked in the comfortable bathtub.
The warmth surrounded me, as if I was back in my mother's arms when I was young, making me feel so safe and sleepy.
I put away my wolf ears and tail so that I can feel more refreshed when taking a bath.
From now on, you don’t have to worry about your gender being discovered or your identity as a half-blood werewolf being discovered, right?
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Creak—the wooden door opened?
My sleepiness was instantly startled out of me! I opened my eyes and looked at the man who walked in with horror, hugging my chest warily: "What are you doing?!"
The man glanced at me lightly and placed the clean clothes in his hand on the wooden platform.
"Nice figure." He suddenly said.
"Get out! Do you know there's a difference between men and women?!" I yelled at this benefactor angrily for the first time, my wolf ears popping out again. "Last time you were naked in front of me, and this time you came right in while I was showering. Did you do this on purpose?!"
The young man seemed puzzled. Still looking at my annoyed expression, he said lightly, "It's just a physical problem. We didn't do anything extra."
He thought for a moment and added, "Werewolves are not like humans, creatures that go into heat when they see someone without clothes."
Ahhhh! I collapsed and hugged my wet tail, my pupils dilated. Why did I suddenly feel that what he said made sense?
It seems like I was ridiculed?
Could it be that in his eyes, werewolves are more civilized and restrained beings?!
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"Please, get out!"
Even though I'm only half a werewolf, I grew up in a human village, so I'd be ashamed!
A few seconds later, he finally left the bathroom as I stared at him with my face flushed.
Woohoo, Mom, I was actually looked at by a man like this! Back in the orphanage, I was always careful and alert, so I was never peeped at by anyone!
Why does this person always burst in suddenly and see the side of me that I least want others to see?
And... I curled my lips and looked down at my chest. It wasn't the plump and soft breasts of the girls that others admired. They had all turned into muscles through my deliberate restrictions and hard training - what was there to brag about!
Damn werewolf who peeks into other people’s privacy!
I don't want to see his privacy at all! I don't bother to see any man's privacy. I don't know what's worth chasing after or comparing.
I just hope that I don’t often see naked men and women here, otherwise the scene will be too shocking to the eyes!
I got up from the big bathtub angrily, rinsed myself one last time, picked up a cotton towel that I had never used before, and wiped the water off my body.
It's amazing! I can't imagine how werewolves can make or trade such items. Only a few families in the village can afford such items!
I put on clothes made of a fabric that was softer and more comfortable than linen, and a little loose, perhaps because he had found them somewhere temporarily.
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I tried to clean the bathroom, not wanting to cause trouble for others.
At this moment, the man pushed the door open again and urged me, a weak and injured soldier, to rest and heal my wounds quickly. His words were not very pleasant to hear, but he was a good man.
I stroked my short, fuzzy black hair and whispered to him, "Sir, what's your name?"
It’s impossible that I still don’t know the name of my benefactor.
"Cade Finn." He looked at me and said nothing more, as if waiting for something.
To be fair, I told him my name: "Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Cade Finn. My name is Lyra."
The man nodded, turned around, pushed the bathtub with one hand, and poured out the water in the bathtub.
The gurgling water flows along the slightly sloping ground and into the hole in the corner of the wall.
I was stunned by his relaxed look, so I quietly left the bathroom and returned to the room holding the tattered clothes I had wrung out.
A peaceful, comfortable... bedroom.
I studied it and locked the door with a bolt so that Cade Finn couldn't suddenly burst in when I was unprepared!
After wrapping the wound with a dry cloth, I walked around the spacious room.
I found that the werewolf's residence was built with rough but meticulous care. Even the bedroom windows were covered with specially thin leather. I leaned out to look and saw that their houses were scattered throughout the werewolf village. Cade Finn's house happened to be on the hillside with an excellent view.
Although not as exquisite as the houses in human towns, they are sturdy and durable.
I closed the window and the hazy morning light shone into the house, which looked perfect for rest.
Snuggling into the soft blanket, I sighed comfortably, then let out the tail and hugged it with confidence, burying my face in the soft tail and falling asleep peacefully.
It feels like coming home.
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In the afternoon, I woke up because I was hungry!
Wounds need food the most when they're healing! I checked my wrist. After replenishing my body with nutrients in the early morning, my wrist was almost free to move. My ankle had also scabbed over and no longer needed to be wrapped in cloth.
My body is great!
I took out the silver chain that I had been holding in my hand from under the quilt, thought about it, put it in my trouser pocket, and walked out of the bedroom.
The aroma of food immediately caught my nose - the kind of grilled meat that was sizzling with fat!
Mom, I am so happy. I can rush to the first floor to eat meat as soon as I wake up!
Cade Finn was sitting at the dining table and looked up at me.
My cheerful steps paused, and I became well-behaved again: "Good afternoon, Mr. Cade Finn."
"Eat." Cade Finn spoke very little and looked fierce, especially his red eyes, which made people scared.
But he is my benefactor, a good werewolf.
I sat down at the table and ate the meat. It was delicious! I love meat!
"How old are you?" Cade Finn suddenly asked.
I looked up at him while chewing the meat, quickly swallowed it, and answered his question: "Eighteen."
"Aged?"
"Hmm..." I lowered my head and continued to eat voraciously.
He thought for a moment and said something surprising: "Do you have someone you like?"
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