WinterBreeze

She is the daughter of the Alpha. Growing up under the love and care of her family, she was ready to look after her pack in the future.

And he is… Umm, he is a what? She doesn’t know. What she knows is that he is not a wolf like herself. Yet she could sense something from him. What is it? She doesn’t know.

Surprisingly enough, the Moon Goddess declared him as her mate.

If he was her mate, shouldn’t she feel love towards him? Then why is it that every time she faces him, she would feel…. Hungry?

‘Don’t drool. He is your mate,’ She had to remind herself a number of times.

As if the mysteries around him were not enough to confuse her, one day she saw him sitting under a tree and… what was he doing? 

‘Cultivating? What is that?’ She tilted her head in confusion.

Cultivator, Let's Mate?

Of course Flare understood what the old man said.

He only said those words so that the old man could stop thinking about his sad story and get his previous vigor back.

Now that the old man is back, Flare smiled but he did not talk a word to the old man, making the latter grit his teeth in anger.

"Hmph! I can't care about this brat at all! Anyway, tell me. What exactly is your situation, huh?"

Flare never intended to hide anything from the old man. So he simply spoke, "Well, maybe you can't see but let me tell you, I am not a pure raccoon."

"..." The old man looked at Flare's little body from top to bottom a few times but no matter how many times he saw, all he could see was a pure raccoon. He couldn't find that the brat was mixed with any other specimen at all. "Not a pure raccoon?"

Flare nodded, "Mhmm. I am a hybrid between a raccoon and a wolf."

Flare's past