Chapter 85 [Fairy Tale] He Has a Little Gray Wolf (11)

Asi never expected her fellow wolves to be so warm-hearted. Knowing she was a lone wolf, each household brought her food.

The adult wolf she had met in the Black Forest was named Howe.

Because the wolf tribe often fought with the Red Hood tribe, today was Howe’s turn to patrol the Black Forest. He happened to encounter Daisy, who had lost her way there, and also picked up a little lone wolf.

Howe was in his thirties or forties. His wife had been a beautiful wolf of the tribe, but she perished in battle with the Red Hoods.

Wolves are known for their loyalty.

For years, Howe had lived alone, with no children left by his wife. Today, he happened to find a pup.

Howe believed his wife’s spirit in heaven must have blessed him, sending him this companion to ease his loneliness.

So Howe enthusiastically invited Asi to live with him.

Asi tilted her head, thinking for a moment.

“Little pup, uncle still has lots of meat at home! You must be hungry, right? Uncle will let you eat your fill!”

Meat…

Asi stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.

Greed floated down immediately, circling in front of Asi.

“Go, go! There’s meat to eat!”

Howe watched the little wolf cub, who had been listless on the ground, and her eyes sparkled at the mention of meat. He continued to coax, “Uncle also has lots of delicious treats at home! The other tribesfolk don’t know, but there are plenty of pastries humans eat—your aunt loved them!”

Howe’s wife had adored human food.

Whenever he had time, Howe would disguise himself as a human to buy some delicacies, placing them on his wife’s grave.

The little wolf cub sitting on the ground immediately stood up, slowly walking to Howe’s side, lifting her head, her jet-black eyes gazing at him. Her tail swayed back and forth behind her.

Howe was overjoyed and reached out to vigorously rub Asi’s fluffy head, then led her home.

Adult wolves could conceal their tails and ears, but wolf cubs could not. Even when they took human form, wolf features remained.

Now with a pup, Howe walked home with pride.

“Hey, Howe! Where did that wolf cub come from?”

Howe replied happily, “I found her—she’s my daughter now!”

Unaware she’d been adopted, Asi looked up at Howe in confusion, her tail sweeping joyfully behind her.

Howe’s home was messy, belongings scattered everywhere. As soon as he entered, he hurried to hide things strewn about. He glanced at Asi’s empty belly and immediately fetched a chicken from the back kitchen, roasting it over the fire.

Asi went over at once, obediently lying down at Howe’s side.

Howe tended the roasting chicken, his eyes often filled with fatherly affection for the wolf cub beside him.

A whimper.

It’s burning—stop looking at me.

Asi stretched out a paw and gently tapped Howe.

Howe laughed sheepishly.

“Little one, what about your parents?”

Asi looked up, her dark eyes wet and glistening.

Howe assumed he’d touched a painful memory, so he didn’t press further.

He handed the roasted chicken to Asi.

“Uncle’s full. This is specially roasted for you—eat up!”

Asi stared at the fragrant roast chicken before her.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and drool nearly spilled over.

Greed had already floated down, waiting expectantly.

Seeing Asi about to bite, Greed cried out anxiously, “I want some too! Don’t bite, don’t bite!”

But Asi had already taken a bite.

She was in wolf form, and with one bite, half the chicken was gone.

She was truly starving.

Greed watched from the side, his heart aching with envy.

He floated down at once.

Asi looked at Greed, puzzled by his appearance—a soft, white, fluffy ball.

How could she eat it?

As she pondered, Greed suddenly sprawled atop the half chicken.

And then—

That half chicken vanished.

Greed smacked his lips. “I’m not full yet. Only half a chicken!”

Asi’s black eyes filled with tears.

A whimper.

She wasn’t full either.