Love is just Illusion by Swapie Achilles
CHAPTER CXXXVI
AUGUST
Jaeger’s eyelids are getting heavier and heavier the longer he’s exposed to the alluring scent of the flower of alyssum. Though the body of a werewolf can handle any fatigue that will surely make humans go to their knees, deep wounds as long as they weren’t fatal, and some other type of poison but not this one- not the flower of alyssum.
The crimson furred wolf sways as he defenselessly receives wounds, though he wanted to fight them off his body is betraying him. He couldn’t move as easy as before and yet despite his wounds he can’t feel any of it because the aroma is keeps numbing the pain off and pulling him into the land of dreams.
He’s body is so tired yet his mind keeps telling him to stay awake, to the point whe
