Chapter 13: I’m Not Afraid At All

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The ancestor of the Fortuna ducal house was a werewolf. Werewolves were far stronger and more agile than ordinary humans, and their abilities greatly aided the first Emperor in founding the Empire. Having owed his life many times to Fortuna’s ancestor, the Emperor bestowed upon him the title of duke and, despite strong opposition from others, elevated him into the ranks of the Empire’s foremost nobility.

[Even if they are called beastmen now, won’t their blood inevitably thin after generations of children born with human women?]

With those words, the Emperor went so far as to arrange a bride for Duke Fortuna.

But the blood of the beastmen proved tenacious. Even when mixed with that of humans, their descendants were without fail born as werewolves — whether half-blood, quarter, or generations further removed.

Meanwhile, the Empire steadily strengthened its position. Non-human races were now expelled beyond its borders, and the Empire had become a nation of humans alone. If the Fortuna ducal family’s true nature were discovered, it would be extremely problematic.

Amid all this, tragedy struck.

[You tricked me? You monster!]

[Renée! Wait a moment!]

Alto’s father, having fallen in love with his wife, revealed his true form before her. Seeing this, Alto’s mother — horrified not only that she had married a non-human but also that she had borne a monster — took her own life by hanging. Alto’s father, blaming himself for everything, left, declaring that he would live the rest of his life as a wolf rather than a human.

Having suddenly lost his son and daughter-in-law, the Duke took hold of his only remaining grandson and disciplined him sternly.

[Your true form shows when your emotions run high. Therefore, you must not reveal your emotions — even in front of your wife.]

Alto listened to the admonition, his face betraying no emotion.

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Alto was an exceptional student. The education his grandfather imposed involved being locked in the basement, enduring beatings, and having his emotions systematically eradicated. It was abuse that most people could not withstand, yet Alto endured it remarkably well.

However, when he was introduced to Viviana, the woman who was to become his future wife, he failed to meet his grandfather’s expectations.

Meeting Viviana Lorentz was Alto’s greatest crisis. With her curly golden hair cascading down and a bright pink dress, Viviana looked as beautiful as a fairy.

It was a charm entirely foreign to the Fortuna ducal family, where muted colours, calmness, and composure were considered virtues.

‘I can’t believe there’s someone this beautiful in the world.’

Alto admired her genuinely. She wasn’t just beautiful in appearance; her voice was as sweet as a nightingale’s.

“Um… Lord Fortuna?”

Alto, having fallen for his fiancée at first sight, froze, unsure of how to act. He had never learned how to properly express his feelings or understand his own heart, so there was nothing he could do but stand there, stiff and helpless.

Perhaps finding Alto strange, Viviana took out a handkerchief. She then carefully touched his forehead and asked him.

“You don’t seem well. Perhaps you should rest in the shade?”

"Ah..."

Alto couldn’t hide his momentary embarrassment. Duke Fortuna, however, keenly observed the scene.

That night, for the first time since his childhood, Alto was locked in the basement once again. The Duke struck his much-grown grandson even more fiercely than before, shouting in a frenzy:

“How many times do I have to tell you?! Your mind must never slacken for even a moment! Otherwise, that monster inside you will break free! No one likes such a hideous creature!”

Alto hung his head, weighed down by melancholy.

Though the engagement was confirmed, Duke Fortuna did not allow his grandson to meet Viviana, insisting that he was not yet prepared in heart.

Several years later, he met Viviana again. It was only natural that Alto, having endured years of abuse, had withered like a desert cactus — dry, brittle, and wary.

‘Grandfather is right. I must approach her with strict decorum and detachment.’

He had surely thought that way, but…

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Viviana panted heavily. The member that had ballooned like a ball during the climax had returned to its normal size, but Alto still did not appear human.

His manhood — no, it was more accurate to call it a cock — kept probing deeper into her abdomen. Slender compared to a human’s, it was far longer; its pencil-like, pointed tip jabbing insistently, as if trying to force its way into her cervix.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

It was a pain unlike anything a human cock could produce — sharp, stinging, like being jabbed with an awl. Yet as it repeated, that very pain transformed into a strange, pervasive pleasure that coursed through her entire body.

Rough breaths spilled over her back. They, too, felt unlike a human’s. A long tongue licked her back, its pointed, spiky texture sending shivers through her entire body.

"Viviana... Vivi..."

Alto called her name again and again as he continued thrusting. Each time he drove it in with increasing intensity from behind, her tightly closed cervix was jabbed sharply.

Her arms that had tried to hold on had long since given out. With her hips lifted, she was fully held by Alto, her body impaled on his cock, swaying in the air. Each movement seemed to push him even deeper inside her, and Viviana shook her head from side to side.

She had no idea how many times she’d already climaxed — it was impossible to count. Her lower body was a sodden, dripping wreck, utterly drenched in her own arousal.

Overwhelmed by the fierce, unrelenting pleasure, Viviana had no way to fight back. All she could do was whimper and beg.

"Just a little... ah! J-just a little slower...!"

"It's impossible. I can’t."

"Ahuug!"

Even this act eventually came to an end. Alto's thrusts grew rougher and rougher until, at one sudden moment, his cock rammed in deep. Hot semen surged inside her, filling her belly as it rolled and pulsed with every movement. Overcome by the intense pleasure, Viviana’s mouth fell open, her expression dazed and blank. Her body shuddered in intermittent tremors.

But she couldn’t stay dazed forever. The cock still buried inside her began swelling again, pulsing and growing thicker with each thrust.

"Hngh!"

Even though she had endured the pain of knotting before, she still couldn’t get used to it. The primal fear that her belly might burst remained just as strong. She kept her hips raised high, her body trembling violently.

Then, the long snout of a wolf brushed against her pale back.

"Viviana."

Like a predator swallowing its prey, or as if marking its female, the beast licked along her spine, leaving shallow bite marks. The sharp pain made Viviana shudder uncontrollably.

Was this fear, pain, or pleasure?

All boundaries blurred, and she couldn’t clearly name any single emotion. Viviana blinked through her hazy vision. While she remained dazed, the cock that had seemed ready to tear her belly apart gradually shrank in size.

When she came to her senses, she was lying down properly, and Alto, his arousal subsided, had returned to his human form. His large hands carefully brushed her face, as if touching delicate glass. Amid the haze, Viviana faintly smiled at his affectionate touch.

"Alto."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm sleepy..."

If she just plunged into the valley of sleep like this, it felt as though the day would come to a perfect end. Viviana let out a small yawn. Alto tidied her tousled golden hair and gave her a gentle pat.

"You may sleep."

She felt a sense of security completely different from when she had been with him in his wolf form. Viviana tapped the sheet, signalling him to lie down as well.

At that very moment, she felt a warm sensation on her chest. Alto had begun sucking on one of her nipples.

His tongue licked broadly around her areola, then he sucked her nipple hard, as if savouring candy. Viviana blushed and squirmed in response.

"Al-Alto."

“I still have a lot to learn.”

There was no need to ask, ‘What?’ Even with just a little suckling from Alto, her nipple flushed red and stood stiff. This time, Alto pinched and twisted it with his fingers as he muttered.

“It's become plump.”

His tone of wonder left Viviana momentarily speechless. While she was flustered, he pressed her nipple firmly with his thumbnail. The sharp sting made her raise her hand and grasp his.

"D-don’t touch me like that. It hurts."

"So, you like it better when I suck it?"

“Th-that too…”

Before hearing Viviana’s reply, Alto began sucking on her other breast as if biting it. This time, he sucked harder than before, making the tip ache and causing her to tense her waist instinctively.

"Aheug!"

As Viviana squirmed, her lower body naturally pressed against Alto's body.

"Ngh."

At the low moan, Viviana’s eyes widened. She tried to lift her body, but there was no time — Alto had grabbed her legs and lifted them high.

Lying with her legs spread, Viviana saw Alto’s fully erect cock before her. He rubbed it teasingly over her pubic area. The warm sensation made her mouth go dry.

“…You’re wet.”

Even after taking so much semen that her belly felt ready to burst, it was only natural that her pussy was still slick and damp. Alto’s gaze lingered on Viviana’s flushed face, as if searching for any hint of refusal in her expression.

Viviana met Alto’s gaze with trembling eyes. Everything about the scene was lewd: his dishevelled hair, so unlike his usual neatness; the nail marks on his shoulders that she herself had left; his chest and abdomen, taut with bulging muscles.

The large cock pushed past her tightly closed inner walls and entered her body. Even after taking it several times, she could never get used to its size; the sight of such a large member sliding into such a small opening was imprinted vividly before her eyes. It was a view she hadn’t seen from behind.

Aroused by the provocative sight, Viviana turned her head away and clenched the sheet tightly. In response, Alto slammed his cock roughly inside her, as if demanding she look at him.

"Ang!"

Crying out, Viviana fixed her eyes on Alto once more. As he leaned forward, holding her thighs with both hands, their chests pressed together. Alto whispered in a low voice.

"Hold my neck."

As the angle shifted, his cock penetrated a little deeper. Through the slight gap, the semen he had poured in the night before trickled out.

After a brief pause, her inner walls tightened once more, gripping him as if swallowing him. Alto pulled Viviana into his arms. The warmth of having the woman he loved in his embrace made his eyes sting. As he caught his breath and inhaled her scent, he was slightly surprised by his own thoughts.

The woman he loved. Yes, now he finally felt like he had found the name for his feelings. Why, when she suggested breaking off the engagement, did he not want to go along with it? Why had he, usually so cold and decisive, risked revealing his true self just to meet her halfway?

It was all because of Viviana, because it was her.

‘She must find me repulsive like this.’

What was running through her mind as she trembled, clutching the genitals of something not even human?

Just as Alto’s eyes darkened, the slender arms that had gripped the sheet like a lifeline wrapped around his neck. Alto's eyes widened in surprise, and Viviana looked up at him, her face brimming with tears as she called out to him.

"Alto."

Her voice nearly brought him to tears. He was too afraid to meet her gaze and see what emotions lay within her eyes. Yet Alto was filled with joy simply because she had called his name.

Alto pulled her small body close and began thrusting. Her warm inner walls were pulled along when he withdrew, then twitched convulsively whenever he slammed back in.

"Al-Alto! Alto...!"

Her voice calling his name was unbearably sweet. Alto bit his lip and buried his face into her small shoulder, silently wishing that this moment could last forever.

Once again, semen poured into Viviana’s abdomen.

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She lost track of time. They ate and slept in the bedroom several times, and whenever she came to her senses, they had sex again. It felt as if her mind was completely consumed by it.

After being tossed about in that frenzy for what felt like countless hours, Viviana finally drifted into a deep sleep. When she opened her eyes again, sunlight streamed through the window.

"Today..."

Viviana opened her mouth in surprise. What was this frog-like sound?

Seemingly unfazed by her voice, Alto naturally brought a glass of water to her lips. The lukewarm water went down in gulps. Viviana realised just how thirsty she had been.

‘That’s right. If you’re not thirsty, you’re not human.’

Last night, she had let so much flow — whether tears or her own love juices, she couldn’t even tell which.

Perhaps worried that she might drop the cup, Alto sat behind her, supporting it from beneath. Yet the slight distance between them felt teasingly irritating to Viviana, so she leaned back, resting the back of her head against his chest. His warmth spread across her back, and Alto flinched slightly, making her let out a small, amused laugh.

Viviana, her drowsiness plain for all to see, shook her head as she spoke.

“What day is it today?”

“I’m not sure.”

Alto couldn’t even answer the date correctly, prompting her to laugh again. Truly, he had rolled about like a beast.

“It looks like the day we agreed on is nearly upon us.”

She meant the promise to try to deepen their relationship and reconsider the decision before breaking off the engagement.

That promise felt like it had been made ages ago. Viviana chuckled softly. Alto drew her into a firm embrace, and in a deep, heavy voice, he began to share a story he had never disclosed before.

“My father and mother didn’t have a good relationship. When I was young, my mother hanged herself, and my father left the house. It was probably because they found out I was a beastman.”

“…So that’s how it was.”

The story was so heavy that she didn’t even know how to respond. Viviana hesitated for a moment before giving a brief reply. Moments later, when she turned her head, ruby-red eyes stared at her as if they would devour her.

The owner of those eyes, his face contorted with anguish, spoke.

“Do you find me repulsive, too?”

It was a question filled with the certainty that Viviana would find him repulsive. That part struck Viviana as strange. After all, they had been bound by their engagement for several years and had spent several more years living under the same roof.

‘Honestly, I feel more hurt that you never told me this secret in our past life. After all, we were married.’

Naturally, she had been startled when he suddenly turned into a werewolf. But it was neither as repulsive nor as troubling as she might have expected.

‘A werewolf is a pretty mainstream choice.’

…Leta’s lectures on romance did much to broaden her way of thinking.

Viviana lowered her gaze. Veins stood out on the strong forearm that held her. Was it too self-serving to read that as a sign that Alto didn’t want to let her go? She traced his forearm with her fingers as she asked.

“What are you going to do if I leave?”

“…A monster like me could never dare to hold onto you.”

He seemed close, yet his heart was still somewhere far away. Viviana lowered her head at the tone that suggested he would be fine even without her. At that very moment, Alto added in a small voice.

“But I suppose I’ll be a little resentful.”

"Resentful?"

It was a word that seemed out of place for someone so composed and unflinching. Viviana blinked and turned to look at him again. Alto’s expression was dark and sombre.

“If I’d never known this feeling in my life, I wouldn’t even long for it.”

Even though the other person looked depressed, for some reason, Viviana laughed. Tilting her head, she asked:

"Do you think you'll miss me?"

"I won't be able to forget."

Even after listening to Alto’s whole story, Viviana found it hard to understand why he would come to such a conclusion.

“Then why not just ask me to stay by your side?”

Viviana wriggled in his arms, shifting the direction of her body. Nestled against him, she turned to face him and wrapped her arms around him. Alto blinked in surprise and called to her.

"Viviana?"

Viviana bent her head and kissed the corner of his eyes, drawn to the beauty of his round, red pupils. Alto wore a puzzled expression, like a child who expected scolding but was suddenly praised. Viviana rubbed his eyes gently with her thumb.

‘During sex, the area around your eyes turns bright red.’

Not only his eyes but even his firm chest flushed as if his heart were racing wildly. The sight was so enticing that Viviana’s own cheeks blushed in response. It finally felt as though she understood everything about Alto.

Viviana brushed back Alto’s silver hair and let out a soft laugh.

“You — even if you become a wolf, you’re not scary at all. You’re more like a cute little puppy.”

"I'm a bit too big to be called a puppy, though."

“So what?”

As she brushed his hair back, his smooth forehead was revealed. Viviana kissed it with a soft smack. Alto, who had been confused by her actions all this time, could no longer doubt her feelings.

Alto grabbed Viviana’s hand tightly as she brushed his bangs aside.

“…Are you serious? This might be the last chance to get away from a monster.”

For some reason, his serious expression made her burst out laughing. This time, Viviana pressed a quick kiss to his lips and whispered softly in a gentle voice.

“I already told you. I’ve had my fill of regrets. So don’t say anything you'll regret. Do you have the confidence that you won’t regret letting me go like this?"

“I don’t.”

Even in the midst of it all, his answer was clear and quick. Alto tightened his hold on Viviana and confessed.

"I love you. Please stay by my side."

Viviana laughed merrily and wrapped her arms around his neck.

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