Chapter 4 YOUR IS SO TIGHT

Luisa walked into her hut with her body feeling weak, as if all her energy had been completely drained after spending the day searching for medicinal roots and healing the villagers, even though she was not entirely sure she had healed them with her own hands, because she was unaware of it.

"You're back?" Elyndor's deep voice greeted her from the dim corner of the room. The man sniffed the air, his nose wrinkling sharply. "Why is the scent of humans so strong here? Did you help them?"

"None of your business!" Luisa answered curtly while putting down her herbal basket.

"Hey, Herbalist! Don't you know that interfering in human affairs violates the laws of nature?" Elyndor warned with an authoritarian tone, even though he himself was lying there helpless.

Luisa did not respond. She glanced toward the window, waiting for the full moon to begin rising. For Luisa, the moonlight was her only source of energy to replenish her weary soul—even though she always failed to shift into a wolf, the light still gave her the strength to survive as a human.

For several days, Luisa let Elyndor stay there. Diligently, she treated the man's eyes using herbal remedies. Slowly, the darkness in Elyndor's eyes began to lift, but his vision was still blurry and foggy. He could see Luisa's silhouette, hear her calm yet cold voice, but he could not yet recognize his savior's face clearly.

As an Alpha, Elyndor knew he should stay away from an outcast like Luisa. In his world, associating with Pariahs was considered bad luck. However, his debt of life made him stay, while secretly he continued to investigate who this woman really was.

One day, a great storm hit. Strong winds howled, making the old hut shake violently. Water began to seep in through the leaking roof. In truth, with her skills, Luisa could have had a far more decent house in the human town, but this dilapidated hut was the only place that accepted her when the world cast her out. To Luisa, this was not just a shelter; it was the only home she had.

"Why don't you find a decent place to live?" Elyndor asked, his voice lowering as he sat beside Luisa in the darkness of the hut.

"What does a decent place look like according to you? A place inhabited only by creatures who think they are perfect?" Luisa replied without taking her gaze away from the window, which still showed the raindrops pouring heavily outside.

Elyndor fell silent immediately, pressing his lips tightly together. Although his vision was still blurry, he could feel a deep sadness emanating from the woman beside him. He knew that those words were born from unhealed wounds of the past.

"Which pack did you originally come from?" Elyndor asked again, trying to find a crack in the wall Luisa had built.

"Which pack I came from no longer matters. I have completely cut off my old life after they cast me out," Luisa answered coldly.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt struck very loudly, followed by a thunderclap that seemed to split the sky. Startled, Luisa instinctively moved closer and embraced Elyndor's muscular body.

"S-sorry," Luisa stammered. She was about to pull away immediately, but Elyndor's firm hand held her back. The man's fingers moved slowly, caressing Luisa's face with unexpected gentleness.

Luisa stared at Elyndor's face and his eyes, which felt hypnotizing, but she quickly came to her senses.

"Let me go!" Luisa commanded, trying to pull away. However, Elyndor did not budge. There was a strange vibration spreading through his nerves as their skin touched—a magnetic pull he had never felt before when approaching other women.

As Elyndor's lips began to draw closer, Luisa was startled. "What are you doing?!" She tried to avoid him. But suddenly, Luisa's eyes glowed brightly, emitting a beautiful silver-gold color. At the same time, Elyndor's eyes flashed burning red, a sign that the Alpha was rising.

Luisa's consciousness seemed to evaporate, replaced by a deep sense of surrender. An ancient instinct in her blood seemed to take over. She no longer resisted when Elyndor's lips planted a kiss on her lips—a kiss that was not merely a physical meeting, but a union of two souls that had seemed separated all this time.

Elyndor laid Luisa down, kissing her lips greedily and fiercely. He tore off her clothes, though his eyes couldn't see clearly, but his soul seemed to guide him to do it all. His lips moved down Luisa's neck, her chest, her navel, even down there, he bent Luisa's legs to reveal his own beneath, then he buried his tongue in her lower lip.

Luisa, who had resisted earlier, now seemed resigned as she felt Elyndor's tongue playing down there. She could feel how his lips sucked hers until she moaned and gripped the mattress to vent the pleasure she felt.

Luisa felt it all at a loss for words. She wanted to rebel, but her body seemed out of control.

Elyndor pulled his face away after his tongue had finished playing with Luisa's lower lip. He removed all of her clothes, leaving hers standing erect. Luisa, who saw it, wanted to stop it all, but she couldn't control herself. Elyndor bent Luisa's legs to reveal her parted lower lip, then slowly and effortlessly slid his member into hers. Luisa felt pain as Elyndor pressed against her.

"Are you still a virgin? Yours is so tight?" Elyndor groaned as his member felt tight from the union down there. He felt Luisa's body grip his, causing him to twitch inside her. And slowly, he moved his hips and pounded Luisa deeply. He had never felt such incredible pleasure before. Until, a long moan rang out as release occurred. Elyndor, oblivious to the pleasure, forgot to let his member remain buried, and let all his sperm pour into Luisa's womb.

During her exile, Luisa always guarded the only purity she had, but now her purity was taken away by Elyndor, she wanted to refuse but her body betrayed her.