Chapter 251 Getting to know her
A giant gray wolf with spots blocked the road ahead.
The driver who reacted first screamed, opened the door and fled, followed closely by the passengers.
Everyone ran away except for Sierra, who was the last one to get out of the car.
The moment she saw the wolf, she recognized that it was Eric by its hair, and she relaxed for a moment from her tense nerves.
The giant wolf stepped closer to her step by step with its thick paws, and its fist-sized brown pupils reflected her appearance.
His nose sniffed her body, his eyes not missing any subtle expression on her face.
Sera also remained motionless, looking as if she was frightened.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then the wolf exhaled a breath, took two steps back and returned to his human form.
Eric was naked, and his honey-colored skin was completely exposed to the cold winter. He couldn't feel the cold at all, and his eyes were fixed on Sera's face.
She raised the corners of her lips and said calmly: "What's the matter, General Eric?"
The same soft and warm eyes, without a trace of fear, so familiar.
Eric's eyes lowered and slid all the way to one of her wrists, then he stepped forward, grasped the thin wrist bone, and pulled up her sleeve.
A string of beautiful fish scale bracelets were exposed in front of his eyes. He raised his head suddenly and understood something. He looked at her with a sense of abandonment and despair, "This is Luxid's bracelet."
This makes sense, why she is not a mermaid mate and still has the smell of a mermaid, why the mermaid who follows Roxide specially escorts a human, and why she even says she has forgotten her name.
Sierra's breath was choked by his eyes, and she didn't know what to say.
Her reaction also confirmed this.
Eric said sadly: "You came back, but you didn't come to find me. Is it because you found a new target? So you abandoned me again."
The man as strong as a mountain was bent over, breathing heavily.
His heart was pinched so hard by her that it hurt like hell.
"I didn't." Sierra also panicked, reaching out to touch his face, standing on tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck and hugging him, "I didn't abandon you Eric, and I didn't have a new target to attack. play games."
Her body was so thin that it was difficult to hold him on her feet.
Eric, who was one year older, was too tall. He quickly understood the size difference and wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up and holding her in his arms with extreme caution.
The cold-faced and iron-blooded general showed aggrieved expression for the first time in many days, "Then why do you pretend you don't know me?"
Sierra's feet were dangling in the air, her chin resting on his shoulder, and she comforted him softly, "Because you have more important things to do, and your life is very good now. I don't want to disturb you, after all."
She lowered her eyes and said apologetically: "I told you the truth. This is a deception. How can you continue to date a liar?"
Eric buried his head in her hair and whispered: "I know that was not your intention. If you don't attack me, I will kill you because of Anaxi."
"But I'm very glad." He suppressed his emotions, "I'm glad you came to attack me, because I don't want to kill you at all. You did nothing wrong."
Just thinking about such a scene happening made him miserable, and he understood the decision that Sera had made.
"I never blamed you and I can't forget you," Eric said.
They made too many firsts, and it was those beautiful memories that supported him until now.
He insists on being a version of himself that she will like. He has insisted on it for so long, how could he forget it.
She taught him love and took away his heart, although that heart was later abandoned by her without hesitation. She would rather die and go home than stay here.
But this is excusable, isn't it?
He always convinced himself so.
Eric's eyes turned red and his deep voice trembled, "I miss you every day. Love has supported me until now. I have not turned into something you hate."
Sierra could hear how wronged and sad he had been in the year after her death.
She tightened her arms and hugged him hard, her voice filled with tears, "You have always done a good job Eric, you have not turned into something I hate, and you will never be hated by me. It's my problem."
Eric gently stroked her back and comforted her, "You must have had a hard time pretending to me."
"No, no, no." Sierra quickly denied, with tears in her eyes, "I don't feel it's hard, I just think you are so perfect, the best boyfriend who can't fault you."
"That's good." Eric breathed a sigh of relief, and all the tense muscles in his body relaxed due to this compliment.
The two hugged each other for a long time before Sera's flying feet were placed on the ground. The tears in the corners of her eyes were wiped away by his rough fingertips.
"Why go to the capital alone?"
Sierra no longer hid it from him, "I want everyone to live in harmony. The world has become a bad place because of me, and I am going to solve the problem."
He touched her face and said sympathetically: "You can't go to the capital alone, I will take you there."
"But you still have something to do." Sera was referring to the army with prisoners. She had forgotten that Eric could easily abandon his armor and want nothing when he met her.
"But you are a lost treasure, Sera."
He leaned over and carefully kissed her forehead, "How can I leave you again."
He had always regretted it the day he found out about her accident. Why didn't he move faster? The day he found her, she was no longer alive. She didn't even have time to say a word to him, and she died so tragically.
He couldn't let something like this happen a second time.
Sierra ultimately did not reject Eric and could no longer reject him.
He drove her back to the village in his car. The soldiers discovered that he had transformed and quickly found him a new military uniform to put on.
When Sierra got out of the car and returned the car to the owner, the man was pale and had not yet recovered from the shock. It was not until he understood that the leader of the army was a werewolf that he digested the news with a shocked expression. .
Eric: "I'm going to arrange some things later and hand them over to the people below. I'll stay in the village tonight. I'll take you with me tomorrow, okay?"
Sierra nodded, "It's just one night, there's no rush."
She was picked up by him and found a room to stay in. Soldiers quickly boiled hot water and provided new winter cotton clothes for Sera to use.
She soaked in the barrel for the first hot bath in so many days, her wet hair hanging behind her back.
Eric was just a door away from her, holding a small box of ointment in his hand.
Remembering that he had made her walk behind the team all morning and her heels were worn out, he wanted to punch himself in frustration.
Why didn't he recognize her earlier? As long as he paid more attention to her, he could find that she was different, but he was disturbed by the fishy smell.