elf being carried, smelling the

d down from the surgical lamp, illuminating the entire operating table. Anna lay on the

round in confusion,

been waiting f

erything. In his deep blue eyes, there flickered an endless chill. His gaze

ooked up, only to see a silver-haired man with

, displayed defined and powerful muscle lines. Each muscle was clearly outlined, particularly

ination of grace and strength, as if eac

ly and beautifully with the motion of his limbs. There was a wild charm on

mp, his skin reflected a healthy glow. And his silver hair cascaded down fr

h him easily. Although his appearance carried wildness, in

and power. Every movement he made emitted a strong presence and confidence. H

nd looked at Anna, a mysterio

ng light. Anna's heart trembled, her intuition telling her tha

, but, could he please, please,

l knife and forcefully tear open Anna's

ce. He aimed the tip of the knife precisely at Anna's chest, his blue eyes filled with ic

eality, she didn't feel any pain, but rather, she felt her hea

r to the point of unbearable. The chill around Anna

er heart continued to beat intensely, palpating as if it had been uprooted. Her br

was in danger. The instinct to survive compelled her to unconsciously r

an to dissolve into a dark abyss. The edges o

y faded, and she once again f

figure appeared in

and muscular werewolf man from before. He was envel

asting with his wolf ears and sharp teeth were his ice-blue eyes, shimmering with the light of wisdom,

ling a mix of tenderness and determination. "Anna, I've s

hint of magnetism, like a gentle

ir, y

er heart still beating r