Chapter 117: I Am Lucky
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I was shocked when I heard about the situation from Michael for a long ti.
I never thought that such a terrible cri would happen around . I had always lived in a simple and innocent environnt. I had never really faced the ugly side of society.
Michael had lived a hundred years longer than I had. He must have seen more of these things than I had. If this was difficult for him, it ant that the consequences of this were serious.
Although the status of won was much higher than it was a century ago, no matter how society evolved, we could not deny that won were still more vulnerable to n. Especially when it cos to sex, if a she-wolf confronted a male werewolf, the she-wolf was at a greater disadvantage.
Due to the werewolf-specific mate relationships, while it gave us a stable relationship, it also provided an evil possibility.
Both mates and marks were unique, which made it difficult for both sides to betray each other. This gave us security, which allowed us to reap happiness and security in the relationship.
But in a way, such a relationship was not fair.
Because only a male wolf could mark his mate and declare a she-wolf as his mate, and the she-wolf could only accept that she could not initiate the marking like a male wolf.
If a male wolf forced his teeth into the back of a she-wolf’s neck, it was a serious cri, but at that mont and in the future, the she-wolf could not resist the outco.
And she would be subject to our mate relationship. After a she-wolf had been marked, she would be docile and gentle with the owner of the mark. Regardless of her wishes, changing things in the genes was hard.
And in practical terms, a she-wolf was more susceptible to emotional fluctuations due to hormonal and endocrine reasons, and mate relationships tend to have a more significant impact on them. However, from the mont a male werewolf marked a she-wolf, the she-wolf was his and would listen to him no matter what.
There was only one other way to cut off this tie completely: the death of one of the parties.
Unfortunately, very few of our existing laws and sentences sentence criminals to death for such reasons.
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As for , I scoffed at the suggestion that a she-wolf would go along with anything after being marked, and I preferred to think of it as an expression of love. There was equality between mates, and we all lived under the sa blue sky and had the sa rights, regardless of our identity or gender.
Most of the people I knew agreed with this view, and I rarely saw a male werewolf using a commanding tone or asserting his authority over his mate. Of course, there was an extraordinary power between mates, but this should not be used to control the other.
But if soone took advantage of this…
By selling a she-wolf to a male werewolf to be marked, the she-wolf would be unable to resist the person who marked her, and the owner of the mark would be able to do whatever he wanted to her from now on.
He might abuse her, treat her as a slave, or even use her as a reproductive tool. The she-wolf would no longer be treated as an independent and conscious individual.
The re thought of it made shudder.
“Good girl.” Michael’s warm breath covered my body, bringing back to reality from my terrifying imagination.
Michael’s hands were wrapped around my chest, hugging loosely. I leaned back against his sturdy chest, feeling comfort from the inside out. With Michael by my side, I would never have to worry about being treated like that. It was nice to feel safe with my mate.
But the heartbreaking things were happening sowhere in the world.
“We will find the criminals and execute them so the she-wolves can have the freedom they deserve,” Michael whispered. He sounded unusually solemn and gentle.
Michael lowered his head and kissed my face. I raised my face and rubbed it against his, enjoying this mont of tenderness.
“Did telling you this makes you feel uncomfortable?” Michael observed my expression and frowned slightly.
I shook my head and pulled myself out of those bad emotions. “I’m fine. I want to listen to what you did. I’m just angry at those who betrayed she-wolves. Also, I think you’re lucky to be by my side.”
Michael smiled and pulled back into his arms. I thought he would do sothing again, and my body stiffened.
But he just pulled close to him and hugged gently. His thick arms wrapped around as gently as possible, and he kissed on the forehead.
“It’s my pleasure to make you feel comfortable and happy,” Michael said in an almost gentle voice.
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