Chapter 18: Before the Regression (2)

🚨 Warning: This chapter includes sensitive content related to child abuse and non-consensual sexual activity. If you feel uncomfortable, do not hesitate to stop reading. 🚨

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The meeting came sooner than expected. When Alto was just over ten, Duke Fortuna arranged a meeting for him and his fiancée.

"Hello, Lord Fortuna. I am Viviana Lorenz."

Viviana was a lovely girl with abundant golden hair, vivid green eyes, and rosy cheeks. The moment Alto saw her, he froze as if turned to stone.

It was his turn to introduce himself, but no words came. Alto stood silently, fists clenched, and Viviana looked at him with a worried gaze.

“Are you alright? You look warm.”

“...”

The moment he met her gentle green eyes, it felt as if his chest had been tightly constricted. Alto couldn’t answer — yes, no, not a single word came out.

Without uttering a single word to her, their first meeting ended. Even after she left Duke Fortuna’s estate, Alto remained seated, reflecting on the encounter with her.

‘I thought she was a fairy.’

Her voice was soft and gentle. In the Fortuna household, where everyone was stiff and seemed never to have known how to smile, it was a voice Alto had never heard before.

As if mocking the dazed Alto, Duke Fortuna furrowed his wrinkled brow and asked.

“Is she pretty?”

“Well…”

What could he say? No words came to mind that could describe her beauty, and Alto hesitated. At that moment, Duke Fortuna spoke sharply in a cold voice.

“Don’t be deceived by that face. You must never forget what a woman’s true nature is.”

Duke Fortuna’s crimson eyes seemed to say that he knew everything in Alto’s heart.

“The moment you reveal your true feelings, fooled by that beautiful face, she will become your sharpest dagger. Never let your heart open to her.”

“…I understand.”

Alto’s answers in conversations with his grandfather were always predetermined. He lowered his eyes and replied obediently.

But unlike usual, this time his grandfather’s words didn’t feel right.

‘She looked so gentle and kind. She didn’t seem like someone who would deceive me or cause trouble.’

Could she really be as cunning as his grandfather claimed?

‘I’m not sure.’

✦ ✦ ✦

Time passed again. During that time, Alto and Viviana kept in touch, meeting only three or four times a year. Then, three years before reaching adulthood, Viviana was fully brought into the Fortuna household.

"From today, you will stay in our house and take lessons to become a bride."

The official reason for bringing a fiancée into the household before marriage was for bridal training. But the Duke’s true intentions were different.

"There’s nothing to criticise about that girl’s conduct. What I’m worried about is you. I’m watching to see if you’ll succumb to lowly desires and lose control of yourself."

As adulthood approached, Alto’s body underwent many changes. He grew considerably in size and became stronger. Even minor illnesses, like colds, didn’t affect him.

At the same time, his instinctive urges grew stronger. He began experiencing nocturnal emissions. He should have been taught that this was a natural physiological phenomenon and guided on how to manage his sexual desires through proper sexual education, but Duke Fortuna instead bound him and beat him.

"That’s a bad thing! You must stay away from it!"

By recklessly suppressing his desires, he brought to pass what Duke Fortuna had feared most.

When he awoke, his body was covered in stiff fur. His ears were pointed, his snout elongated, and a massive tail swished behind him — there was not a trace of human form left.

Seeing this, Duke Fortuna’s abuse became even more severe.

"Monster! That’s the monster inside you! You must not let it loose!"

Once awakened, the wolf within him surfaced more easily than before. The Duke, having unleashed it through punishments verging on torture, had left Alto's fiancée in the household as the final trial.

"Never lose your reason, no matter the moment. Lust is a filthy thing. Do not let it control you."

If he became aroused by his fiancée’s beauty and transformed into a wolf—

"I can’t bear to see the same fate as your parents a second time."

—Duke Fortuna would surely harm Viviana as well, in order to keep the family’s secrets hidden.

It wasn’t just that his own body was being abused; the thought that Viviana could die as well weighed even heavier on his heart.

So Alto avoided Viviana, who lived in the same mansion. Still, there were moments when they inevitably crossed paths.

“Alto.”

Alto, who had been reading in the study, looked up at the girl standing before him. Her clear, fresh-faced features still carried the bloom of youth, and she offered him a teacup with slightly trembling hands.

"Please drink this."

The teacup held tea that had been clumsily brewed. Alto stared at it for a moment, then slowly lifted the cup to his lips.

“How is it?”

Her eyes, full of anticipation, met Alto’s for a moment before quickly dropping downward. She fidgeted with her fingers, hesitant.

"I-I’m not very good at this, am I? At my parents’ house, I never brewed the tea myself… I’ll practice hard."

Honestly, he couldn’t tell what it tasted like. All of Alto’s attention was on the girl standing before him.

‘How can everything about her be so pink?’

Her cheeks, the tip of her nose, the corners of her eyes, even the tips of her fingers… it felt like she would melt like cotton candy if he put her in his mouth.

‘She smells sweet.’

Whenever he was near Viviana, a sweet scent, like ripe peaches, always lingered around her. Alto licked his lips unconsciously. At that moment, a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen.

“...!”

This was a sign that he was overly aroused. Not wanting to turn into a hideous monster in front of her, Alto hurried back to his room.

But Duke Fortuna caught sight of it. And he flew into a rage. 

"Did I not tell you so?!"

Harsh blows rained down on the back of the fur-covered beast bound in chains.

"Do not unlock the gates of your heart! You must not reveal that hideous form!"

If he had been human, blood would have splattered and skin torn, but the beast’s tough hide withstood it. That didn’t mean it wasn’t painful. Being forced to suppress the natural desires inherent to any living creature, tears streamed down his face.

But Duke Fortuna was unmoved. He rained down blows on Alto even after he had returned to human form.

"Why can’t you see that in the end, it’s you who will get hurt?!"

Perhaps because Alto’s behaviour this time was particularly shocking, the Duke’s abuse lasted longer than usual. It was a full week before Alto was allowed to leave the punishment room.

He didn’t want to go back to his room. A wave of gloom came over him, yet he had nowhere else to go.

So Alto sank down in a corner of the garden. As the cold wind blew against him, his body grew heavier and heavier.

“Young master…”

“Shh.”

Occasionally, the servants spotted Alto and called out, but no one came near him.

How much time had passed like that? 

From a corner of the garden came the soft patter of small footsteps. Normally, even such a faint sound would have made him react sharply. But Alto was now utterly exhausted, completely drained.

‘I don’t need any of it.’

His body sank limply under the weight of lethargy. He didn’t want to think about anything. He just wanted to become a worthless stone.

It was while Alto was sitting there in a daze. A soft voice, belonging to the small footsteps that approached him, echoed from above.

“Are you alright?”

It was a voice as cute and endearing as a canary’s trill.

Alto looked up in surprise. Viviana looked down at him with worried eyes.

"You look like you’re hurt…"

A small hand extended a handkerchief. Perhaps from nervousness, her fingertips trembled slightly.

Alto stared at the handkerchief as if in a trance.

On the day Alto was punished by the Duke, no one in the Fortuna household spoke to him. It was an unspoken rule of the Duke’s family. Yet this small, lovely girl didn’t let herself be bound by such rules and reached out her hand to Alto.

Seeing Alto silently staring at the handkerchief, Viviana shrank back and clutched it tightly.

"I-I shouldn’t have interfered, I just…"

The moment he saw her hand start to withdraw, Alto’s heart raced. Before he even realised it, he reached out and grasped the handkerchief.

“It-it’s not like that.”

The words, which normally would have flowed smoothly, felt stiff on his tongue. Faltering, Alto finally managed to speak.

“...Thank you.”

At those words, Viviana wiped away the tears that had gathered at the corners of her eyes and smiled brightly.

“You’re welcome!”

Her smile was as beautiful as a flower goddess.

Watching that, Alto bit the inside of his cheek. The desire to become nothing but a mere stone, which had gripped him just moments before, vanished as if it had been washed away.

Even if it was painful and tormenting, it was okay — as long as it meant he could reach her.

‘I can endure it.’

Alto steeled his resolve.

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Time passed slowly. Even Alto’s long patience reached a turning point. 

That turning point was marriage.

After a long engagement, the two were finally married. True to her role as the lady of the conservative Fortuna Dukedom, Viviana wore a dress of old-fashioned design, with puffed sleeves and a voluminous skirt.

Although it was modest, the dress was adorned with many ribbons, making it look absolutely charming. Viviana, wearing it with her veil draped over her head, looked exquisitely beautiful.

“Alto, please take care of me from now on.”

Just having Viviana standing beside him made Alto feel a tightness in his chest.

‘Now she and I are family. She is my wife, and I am her husband.’

His wife. The feeling that those words gave him was indescribable.

Alto endured the long wedding ceremony, suppressing the urge to pull her into his arms. As the sun set and the guests departed, only the newlyweds remained in the castle.

Duke Fortuna thought that his grandson, experiencing his first night, might become overly excited and even transform into a wolf. So he drew the thick curtains in the bedroom and extinguished all the lights. It was to ensure that, even if Alto happened to transform into a wolf, he wouldn’t be noticed by Viviana.

But for Viviana, who had just become a bride and was about to spend the night with Alto, the atmosphere in the room was inevitably frightening.

Wearing nothing but a thin slip, Viviana climbed onto the bed and called to Alto in a trembling voice.

“It’s too dark. Alto, are you there?”

Even in the darkness, Alto, with wolf’s blood running through him, could see Viviana’s form as clearly as if it were broad daylight.

‘My wife.’

The once long, empty Duchess’s room was now filled entirely with Viviana’s scent. Alto exhaled roughly as he gazed at Viviana sitting on the bed. By now, he was already thoroughly aroused.

‘Your scent…’

The stimulation was so intense that his head spun and throbbed.

‘It smells like peach juice.’

Duke Fortuna’s instructions were concise.

[Don’t let the encounter last more than ten minutes.]

He had already been repeatedly warned never to engage in the caresses or light physical contact that would normally occur during intimacy. It was only natural. After all, if fur grew while they were in contact, there would be no way to miss it.

Moreover, so that he could thrust in immediately when she lay face down, Viviana wasn’t wearing any underwear and had applied scented lubricating oil to her intimate area.

For Alto, whose sense of smell was far more acute than that of ordinary people, the situation was an unbearable temptation.

Her anxious, slightly twitching genital area caught his eye. Even at a glance, it was narrow and lewd. The flesh, glistening as if coated with honey, looked delicious. He wanted to bury his head there and greedily suck it.

Even though he hadn’t done anything, lascivious thoughts suddenly flooded him, and his lower body stiffened. Alto bit his lip.

‘No. At this rate, I’ll lose all rationality.’

‘Maybe I should just turn and leave?’

“Alto?”

His hesitation was brief. Viviana called Alto’s name in a trembling voice.

“Alto, at least answer me. I’m scared.”

The moment he heard that terrified voice, it felt as if his consciousness snapped.

Alto climbed onto the bed. As his weight pressed down, the bed sagged with a creak.

Despite her fear, Viviana lay quietly on the bed as she had been taught, a pillow beneath her hips and her legs spread.

At the sight of her seeming to offer herself to be devoured, Alto could no longer hold back.

“Ah!”

Alto positioned himself directly behind Viviana and began to push his already slick with pre-cum, glistening penis inside her. It was so large that, no matter how much scented lubricant oil had been applied, forcing it in all at once was impossible.

Viviana screamed and tried to pull her legs in. However, his naturally sturdy and muscular frame did not budge an inch. 

Viviana slapped at Alto’s arms with her palms, again and again.

“W-wait! It hurts too much!”

But Alto couldn’t hear a word.

‘So tight.’

Her inner walls, as narrow as her petite frame, clamped tightly around just the tip of his shaft. Even with only the head barely inside, it felt maddeningly good.

It was warm, soft, and yet pleasantly firm. His mind was filled with nothing but the desire to go further inside.

Deeper, deeper, deeper.

Instinctively, his hips began to move. He pulled back, then thrust forward again, and his penis started to penetrate even deeper.

And finally, when he had driven all the way to the base…

“Ugh.”

Alto couldn’t hold back and came.

Though he released his seed, his shaft didn’t shrink. Instead, it grew even harder and longer.

It was a sign of transformation.

‘Damn it!’

Alto dashed out of the room. He couldn’t let Viviana see his grotesque wolf form.

“Keugh”

By the time he had barely managed to avoid anyone’s eyes and returned to his room, his entire body was thickly covered in silver fur.

As if he had expected it, Duke Fortuna was sitting in Alto’s room. He looked down at his grandson’s grotesque form with cold eyes.

“Tch, what a pitiful fool. Still unable to control yourself like that.”

“Grandfather…”

“Viviana didn’t see your true form, did she?”

“No.”

At his grandson’s answer, Duke Fortuna nodded with a pleased smile.

“Yes. Continue doing it that way. After all, even just planting your seed will be enough to conceive a child.”

Alto lowered his head. Was he satisfied?

‘More… I want more.’

It was far from enough to quench the thirst he felt. Yet Alto couldn’t insist on indulging it.

“If she saw you like this, she’ll try to run away too. And if you stop her, she’ll try to take her own life — just like your mother.”

If he let his greed take over, he would end up losing Viviana.

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