LETHYFEROUS
7 . IN THE WOODS

Fleur inched backwards. His eyes looked straight at Lycan in front of him. Every now and then, he glanced towards Hans who had already turned into a human back. The wounds all over his body were increasing now.

Hans looked at the red-haired girl. He gave the code that Fleur understood. His hand grabbed a few pieces of wood. The man ran, then thrust a sharp-tipped piece of wood in both hands

right on Lycan's back.

Moans sounding echoing. Before Lycan returned to Fleur, Hans immediately pulled the girl's arm and took her out of there.

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The two ran into the forest where the humid atmosphere ruled. At least, with Hans' ability to detect location, Lycan was not chasing them. Both breaths are puffed up. Temporal

that, Hans leaned against a tree trunk, grimacing his wounds.

“Hans!”

Fleur rushed over to the man. He examined Hans's injuries.

“I'm fine,” said the man.

The red-haired girl looked at Hans. “How can it?” tanyakanya. “You're bad!”

“Only rest, later will heal by yourself.” Hans sat down and inhaled a lot of oxygen.

Needless to cue, Fleur immediately took out the medicines from inside the bag and affixed them to the black-haired man's wounds. Hans was a little bit of a squeak.

“Ah, shit, peri!” his erang.

“I told you, treated,” said Fleur.

Hans looked at the green-eyed girl. The color of his eyes seemed glittering in the moon tonight. Very beautiful, he thinks.

“I plan to take you to my village,” Hans said.

Fleur put his medicine back in, then looked at the black-haired man. “For what?” tanyakanya.

“To confirm your curse,” replied the blue-eyed man. “Just maybe, we can find the curse breaker.”

The red-haired girl fell silent while looking down. “You don't have to do this, Hans,” said.

“I did it because I wanted to, Fleur,” timpal Hans. “I want to save you.”

The man touched Fleur's chin, making the girl again raise her own eyes. Finding the look in those eyes, Hans' heart was sliced instantly. How depressed Fleur had been all this time because of the curse he didn't even want.

“You're ready, ‘kan?” shiver the man.

Fleur fell silent and nodded. “Thank you,” reply. “I'm too much trouble you.”

Hans carved a niche in the corner of the lip. “It is my responsibility to save my own future wife,”.

Without hesitation, Hans grabbed Fleur's body and carried him into a hug. Slowly, he rubbed the girl's back, trying to give her positive energy.

The night was long. Cold air enters inside. The area located in the middle of the forest was able to protect both of them from chasing Lycan earlier. However, Hans was still watching around when Fleur started sleeping in his arms. The girl accidentally took off her robe and asked Hans to cupped it over their bodies.

Hans looked at the Luna who was blocked by the grove of tree branches. It looks so bright and so beautiful. For some reason, he felt lucky even though his body was covered in wounds. His journey over the curiosity about the girl at the party was answered already. He had found some of his missing ribs.

***

“What's wrong?” tanyakanya.

Hans flinched when he found Fleur had been sitting next to him. The girl inhaled the scent of grilled chicken over the campfire. “I hunted for a while,” he replied. “Rather than I give you dog meat, jungle chicken is much better.”

Fleur chuckles. The smile that was first seen by the man in front of him who was now dumbfounded looked at him. “The aroma is good,” he said.

The blue-eyed man was fluttering. He nodded and refocused on the chicken in front of him. “Before it matures.”

A few minutes later, the chicken was ready. Hans cut it into several and gave it to Fleur. The girl ate it well. It seemed, it had been a long time since he had eaten meat, looking from his focused way of eating to not seeing the man in front of him who had been busy watching him since earlier.

Hans reached out his hand, wiped the stain on the corner of Fleur's mouth and made the girl stop chewing. “His dinner-pants,” he said.

Fleur just smirked. He continued eating until he finished. Afterwards, they continued on their way to Hans' village. Tracing the forest both. Every now and then they chatted, breaking the silence among the sounds of forest insects.

“So, what's your status there?” asked Fleur while combing the bush beside him.

Hans speechless. “I'm nothing,” he replied.

The green-eyed girl was throbbing. “Mustahil,” timpaly. “Lycan like you, surely you are an Alpha there.”

The man went back silent. He just looked up, staring at the forest sky. “Maybe so,” answers. “But I never considered myself Alpha.”

Fleur nodded. To his mother's knowledge, the Lycan had only one leader and it was Alpha. Judging from his stature and stature, the man beside him now must be the Alpha in question. It's just, maybe Hans doesn't want to be proud of him.

Is that one way to get Fleur's attention? The girl did not understand. Last time, he just fell in love with James. However, after the unfortunate event, Fleur never again believed in the name of love. He just wants to live in peace, unconditionally, and without curses.

A village is beginning to be seen. The good quality straw-roofed wooden stage houses lined up neatly. Everyone saw their arrival and immediately welcomed. They looked disinclined at Hans.

The man's energy grew stronger as the two entered the village and were greeted by a white-haired woman. Her clothes were also white, right up to her eyes!

Fleur frowned. Never had he seen a woman this beautiful.

“Where have you been, Hans?” ask the woman.

Hans sighed. “I'm sorry, Zevanya,” he said, then turned to Fleur. The girl looked at him ambiguously.

She looked at the red-haired girl in front of her, then looked back at Hans. “Where are your clothes?” tanyakanya. “Log in to the house and fix your appearance!”

The blue-eyed man snorted. He pulls Fleur's arm and invites him into a house. Zevanya who saw him then brushed off the man's hand. In the meantime, Fleur squealed. I don't know what's on the white woman's mind, it's like mate Hans.

“Who is he?” ask Zevanya ketus.

Hans looked at Fleur, then looked back at Zevanya. “Not your business!”

“You can't bring just anyone into the house, Hans!” the white-haired woman.

The blue-eyed man sighed. “She's my mate,” her dream of looking straight at Zevanya.

The woman fell silent. Surprised by Hans' statement. Until finally, the man actually brought Fleur into the house and left him on the terrace. Zavanya.

“Mate? Seriously?”

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