Chapter 088 - Missing King

Klevon’s chest rises and falls in his sleep. The healer says that the heavy magic that hits him has rendered his magic into a state of chaos. However, it was minimized because I was in front of him.  Unfortunately, the healer is unsure why I am not affected by the magic. Maybe it has something to do with me being a werewolf. But Klevon has magic running through his veins too. They are like hybrid humans, created to hunt werewolves. His eyes open, and I peer at him. “Are you feeling fine now?” I ask. A broad grin appears on his face. He taps my nose and responds, “Why, my sweet, little werewolf, are you worried for me?” I heave a sigh of relief. He’s back to his previous, annoying self, which means he’s okay already. I stand up from the chair. “Then, I will leave you to recuperate. I will also ask for your food.” I am about to leave when he catches my wrist. “Stay for a while. It’s nice seeing your face the moment I open my eyes.” I patronize him. I sit right back on the stool at the si