Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

We arrived at an altar made of stone, which reminds me of a Marian grotto that I and the Rutherford family visited on the west coast.

It was only a little one; the size of it probably is enough for two people and not the one like we visited where five people can enter all at once.

Three huge candles are in the center, all are white. In one glance, it showed signs that they have been used many times. Tyler waved his hand and the candle's wick immediately started burning, the flame dancing in my eyes.

No statues can be seen unlike the ones I see in a Cathedral church, where several different versions of the Virgin Mary representations are displayed. There are versions of her wearing a white veil while holding the Emmanuel in her arms. Some statues also depict her as having curly hair and some are depicting her with a more Westerner appearance rather than the original Israeli look.

But here...it was just the stone altar and the candles, me and Tyler and the nature surrounding us. It was so quiet that I am afraid to say a prayer out loud, fearing that I will break the silence devouring the whole place.

As I placed my hand above the candle's light, my palms warmed as I said my own prayer in my mind, vines and foliage under it with little blooming flowers adorning the altar.

"I often came here when I was a child. When I was scolded by my dad or by my mom, I find peace in here, talking to the candles as if I was not saying a prayer. Letting out those emotions, venting and ranting...I do it here for I know that I am wholly alone and only them and this place are with me."

The Hidden Spring is more than a body of water to be bathed and relished by the bodies, this is a sacred place but at the same time like a soundproof room-you can shout here all you want with only you and the trees and the waters hearing it.

This is a paradise that is more than just beautiful; this is calming and helpful to one's mental health.

his face.

I turned my heel and faced Tyler, who slightly avoided me as I saw him brought a hand to

He was wiping his tears away so that I could not see them.

"Are you crying?"

"Me?" Tyler shakily laughed. "Of course not!" But his voice said it otherwise.

I can see why this place is important to Tyler. I don't know how many words or fierce emotions that the trees and the turquoise spring have absorbed. But one thing for sure, this is where nature and paradise meet, where one can cry to his or her heart's content with the peaceful ambience comforting one.

And now I know in my heart why I love this because this reminds me that even a firebringer creature can shed tears from his eyes in this place.

***

"I can't do this Elaine! Why make fire from rocks when I can just summon one from my palms?" I took a deep breath. "Sometimes it's nice to see how a thing you've worked so hard to achieve comes out. So yeah, keep rubbing!" I said with a jovial voice, as if I never knew a thing about Eliane and the Hearteaters, setting aside all those problems for once and enjoying my time with my husband while this lasts.

  "I'll prepare the meat. What condiments did you season it with?"

  Tyler flinched. "You're seasoning the meat for grilling? Does it defeat the purpose

of the natural taste of the food?"

I sighed, he has a point though. "You're a werewolf. I'm a mortal. And I prefer our to-be-

grilled meat with pepper and salt and a bit of turmeric seasoning."

Tyler shrugged. "It's a good thing I packed them in the picnic box. I'd love me some

seasoning too but I want it when the meat is already cooked."

I looked at the basket he bought. There's a bunch of liquid condiments in it that I bet he doesn't even know where and when to use it.

I started to soak the pork belly and chicken breasts in soy sauce, slicing some lemons and squeezing its juice on top of the meat and other seafood such as shrimp and crab. After, I sprinkled some pepper and salt before spreading a pinch of turmeric and brown sugar. My eyes caught a pack of dried chili peppers in Tyler's bag and I put them on top and below the pork and chicken.

"Wow." Tyler exclaimed as soon as he was an inch away from me. "It already smells good even before being cooked."

I smiled, my teeth flashing. "That's how you tell a food will turn out to be so good when, even before being cooked, it is already so beguiling and orgasmic that you can't wait to eat it." Tyler's hand slid to my waist. And before I could protest, he clicked his fingers and the

fire roared behind him, setting the mood for a perfect grilling.

"I can't help it anymore so I set the rocks aside instead," Tyler whispered. And that made

me grin femininely.

***

The cracking of the crab's shells, legs, and pincers already made me swoon.

"Here, love." I opened my mouth for Tyler as he slid a good amount of crab meat in me, covered in melted butter and garlic.

It tastes like heaven, like heaven 'heaven'. I chewed and chewed until I swallowed the meat. As Tyler wiped his mouth after taking a bite from the crab, I grabbed the crab pincers right from his hand and gobbled the seafood in less than a minute.

    "Slow down, babe-"

; "I'm pregnant," I said with my mouth full. "I'm eating for two, remember?"

A smile bloomed across my face when Tyler's surrender made him grab for the pork belly instead.

But the exquisite sound of the grilled pork belly-the crunch and texture and smell made me pause and stare at him. I picked an already-sliced pork belly, its size as big as an ice cube, and coated it in soy sauce with lemon and chili. I paired it with a crispy shrimp from the bowl beside me and drenched in the same sauce as the pork belly's, eating it at the same time.

My tongue could have melted as soon as the pork and shrimp touched it. I chewed and chewed, relishing in the freshness of the food as well its savory and palatability.

  I enjoyed the late lunch with him, especially since I'm eating with the man who could alleviate me from all of my worries.

"We are leaving the Honeymoon House for four days," Tyler spoke as soon as he burped, grabbing the bottle of coconut juice from my hand.

I raised a brow. "And what does that mean?"

  "It means we can resume our honeymoon outside of Stella's Soul."noveldrama

    "And the beastly threats?"

Tyler blinked at that but he immediately brushed away the hint of worry on his handsome face. "Grandmama gave us permission to travel outside for four days, outside the wall and outside of Stella's Soul...outside the Misty Forest."

I gaped, not knowing if I should be happy or excited or uneasy.

  I took a bite from a chicken drumstick before replying to my husband. "That is a surprise worth of a dozen king crabs."

Tyler Jane Moonstorm's laugh echoed in the silence, bouncing from the pristine turquoise spring's surface. "I bet you can finish them in less than an hour."

  I narrowed my eyes, grinning like a feral Siamese cat. “I'm glad you already know."