The Palaces of the Twelve Sacred Beasts

Chapter 17: Losing Control

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After releasing his anger on the other creatures in the forest, the werewolf returned to the castle.

"How is he?" The werewolf asked as he looked at the human who had his eyes shut tightly as he laid on the clean bed. His lips were still pale with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"I’m afraid it’s not looking good... He’s got a high fever now and he puked a few times in the afternoon. He barely calmed down just a while ago." When the housekeeper saw the werewolf reaching out to wake the man, he stopped him, "Master, it’s better to let him rest more."

"Hn." The werewolf snorted as he paused for a moment before turning to leave, closing the door behind him.

"You. Our master has left. Would you like to get up for some water?" The housekeeper asked as he walked towards Gu Ting Yu’s bed.

The eyes that were shut tightly earlier, slowly fluttered open.

It’s just that those eyes were void of emotions like still waters.

The housekeeper sighed deeply, "Despite what our master has done to you, I beg you, please don’t blame him because..."

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Gu Ting Yu woke up abruptly from his sleep.

Just as he fell asleep, he heard sounds within the room.

"Oh... You woke up?" The werewolf sat on the sofa by the French window as he stared at Gu Ting Yu.

How long has he been there? The man wondered as he kept his silence.

"You thought that I was not aware you were pretending to be asleep?" The werewolf’s voice was filled with growing anger.

Gu Ting Yu still remained silent.

"Speak!!" The werewolf got up and climbed onto Gu Ting Yu’s body.

Gu Ting Yu lifted his hand onto the werewolf’s chest as he took in his emotions. Then he slowly choked out the words, "You really are... pitiful."

The words struck straight into his heart like a chilling knife.

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"UHHGG!!" The werewolf entered Gu Ting Yu’s body without any lubrication.

But what was more terrifying was the hot arousal expanding in size suddenly. His entrance that was hardly able to fit the werewolf’s length now teared even wider under the crushing pressure. Gu Ting Yu had his mouth half open, but no voice came out as he watched the werewolf now fully turning into his beast form.

Before him was a huge grey furred wolf!!

"NO!!!!"

The abnormal arousal withdrew almost completely, pulling the muscles along with the motion as blood wrapped around it.

Then, the wolf leaned forward, focusing his energy on his waist and slammed his arousal deep into the human’s body...

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Moments later, the wolf panted slightly as he finished venting his urge. He turned his gaze upon the man who was now barely alive. A hint of regret flashed through the grey pupils, but disappeared almost as quickly.

As he struggled to change back to his half-human form, he couldn’t help but wonder.

Whenever he was in his full beast form, he could maximize his powers to their limit. However, assuming that form was never his choice, he couldn’t decide whether to change into it or not.

Normally, it was only when his life was at stake that he was able to change from werewolf into full beast form.

... Why, why did he lose control over a mere human being?

He jumped off the bed and left the room.

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At the highest part of the ancient castle, the werewolf often sat alone on the edge of the tower as he gazed out.

At that moment, the silver-white moon hanged in the sky, it seemed so close like it was within hand’s reach.

The moonlight shined onto the darkness. The wind blew past, rustling through the trees. Wild beasts could be heard howling not too far away.

This world is where I belong to. The werewolf thought.

The following days went by with the werewolf appearing in Gu Ting Yu’s room. He did not bother with how badly injured he was, as he continued to violate him every night. Gu Ting Yu’s wounds deteriorated further as they never had a chance to heal.

As time passed by, Gu Ting Yu’s screaming lessened. Every time he was tortured, he would bury his head into the pillow, suffocating all his sadness deep into his heart. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.