When Val regained consciousness, it took a long time before his eyes could fully open. Val woke up and seemed fine that day, unlike the previous days when Val felt his body was difficult to control. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. His nose smelled the familiar pheromones in the isolation room.
Val turned his head, then fell silent with a pale face. Beside him, Elyna lay still, her face looking paler than Val last remembered. Her long hair was scattered messily on the pillow. Elyna was not wearing any clothes. From the traces of damage around them alone, Val could already guess what caused his senses to return.
When Val saw Elyna, the memory of when he lost control slowly began to appear. The pieces of memory immediately hit him mercilessly. Val remembered how he pounced on Elyna, bit her, and treated her roughly for the past few days.
"No..."