Altar of Twilight Dreams that almost feel real

Ace’s words and gestures only seemed to exacerbate the situation, but in the first place, he never wanted to go through those harsh times with this young wolf. He never wanted to make her upset, but unfortunately, he did it. He made her more than upset and now he would pay the price for it. However, he wished he had found a way to appease her anger, but that would never happen. Perhaps he could pacify her if he let her bite his flesh. Will it work? The female’s blue eyes were now ablaze with a deep fire that could only be described as pure rage. The male refused to run away from her, even at the cold voice that ripped from her lips, as if what anger that boiled in her blood was brimming over.

There were no words that had escaped from his mouth and he preferred to stay quiet because he didn’t want to enrage her even more. His gaze shifted slightly as he watched her sisters that stood behind her. The two similar wolves were there for a reason. They were there to look after her beloved sister and they wanted to make sure that she was okay. Ace could see that she had a precious family. She had her two sisters that dearly loved her, and the love in their family seemed to flow so strong and deep that it would leave them memories to treasure and keep.

Ace’s golden eyes flicked back forward as the female wolf lunged towards him. Her quick movement was certainly frightening. He refrained from flinching away from her. A slight shiver did, however, run down the length of his spine at her attempt to attack him. He looked into her blue orbs and waited for her powerful, sharp teeth to pierce his skin. Strangely enough, he breathed once and faced her with equanimity as if he wanted her to attack him. He might be odd at the moment, but he was far from being malicious. He would never have the intention of hurting her or ruining a family.