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To be honest, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid. Sihael had just eaten my blood, and he still wanted more. After Liliana’s warning, I couldn’t trust Sihael as a wolf unconditionally like I used to. Sihael said he definitely felt an appetite. Maybe he might rip my throat off.

But even so, I believed in only one thing, his clear and clean eyes.

“Rosetta, are you scared? Your heart is beating fast.”

“I’m a little worried, Your Highness. What if you suddenly bite my neck?”

Is he aware of my resolve?

“Why don’t you run away?”

“Because I believe in you.”

Yes, I did believe in him. He was the one who told me to attack him mercilessly if he did something stupid, so I should trust him. I raised my hand and gently stroked his head.

“I believe in you.”

When I mumbled several times as if determined, Sihael, who had been silent for a long time, whispered in my ear, “Really?”

Sihael buried his mouth in the crook of my neck and shoulders, pressing his canines against my skin, as if testing my determination. I tightened my fists in response to the warm breath that struck me.

‘Anyway, he’s always been wicked.’

He wouldn’t let me go if I run away because I’m scared.

I clasped my arms around Sihael’s back. As if asking him to try it once.

“Yes, I do.”

Sihael bit my neck lightly.

I wished it could have ended there, but his teeth nibbled, bit, and licked my skin.

I couldn’t stand the novel and gruesome touch and whacked him on the back of the head.

“Is it fun to tease people? You can’t bite someone’s neck the moment they tell you they believe in you!”

“It’s your fault. Who told you to say such adorable things?”

“Why are you biting me if I said something nice?”

Sihael nipped my nose and curled his eyes into a crescent moon as I shrugged my shoulders and groaned.

“Why are you biting me again?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to devour you.”

“Lies! Your Highness, are you thinking about where to bite me next?”

“Oh my, I got caught.”

You had no intention of hiding it.

His eyes were the eyes of a predator contemplating which part to eat. Sihael was in a good mood, circling around me and twirling his tail.

Are you happy? I’m slobbered with your saliva.

“If you bite me again, I won’t let you go.”

When I warned him while wiping my damp neck with a handkerchief, Sihael licked his lips and backed off. Given how his stare was fixed on my cheeks, it was obvious that my cheek was his next target.

“Ok, I won’t do it today.”

“It simply will not happen again.”

“Can I do it once I become a human?”

“You, you’re saying nonsense again.”

After passing Sihael’s nonsense from one ear to another, I saw the image of my neck reflected in the mirror and was quite shocked.

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