One day, Erwin came to the farms to check if his daughter was really doing the cleaning or not. To nobody’s surprise, she wasn’t even there. Only Benjamin and Neel were there.“Where’s Rye?” Erwin asked.“How would I know?” Neel shrugged his shoulders. “She hasn’t come to work even a single day.”“I told her I will work in her place,” Benjamin quickly said.“Oh…” Erwin was surprised. “So you’re doing twenty instead of ten, then?”“Yeah, we both handle the thirty farms,” Benjamin replied.Erwin didn’t look too happy. “I gave the punishment to discipline her, so what makes you think you can take her punishment on yourself?”“She was struggling to even breathe,” Benjamin explained. “She didn’t like this place.”“So? If she works here a few days, she’ll automatically get used to it,” Erwin said. “Did she at least thank you for your help, and take care of your meals?”Benjamin pursed his lips, whereas Neel quickly shook his head.Rye had been listening to their whole conversation from a n

Benjamin instantly turned into a silver werewolf and pounced on Edward like an angry beast. Edward was one of the strongest and most ferocious members of the clan, and his strength was no joke. Yet, Benjamin almost matched Edward in strength.The small house just couldn’t hold them inside for long. As they wrestled like wretched cats, they broke through the rooftop, startling the crap out of Roost and his family, making them skedaddle into the nearest bush.Benjamin and Edward viciously clawed at each other and crafted a melee Rye had never seen before. They were moving so fast she could barely keep up with her eyes. She knew the adults could move faster than her, but how could Benjamin keep up with such speed?They were bleeding from the wounds they gave each other, but that didn’t stop them. It was clearly not a match but a fight for survival. A fight Rye had never fought, not once in the past. She wished she could join and help Benjamin, but she knew about fighting enough that she’

Rye fought Benjamin every day and lost every single time. But she didn’t give up because she felt like she was closing the gap slowly but surely.When they reached 13 years of age, they were taught about the outside world and the dangers associated with the elites, the shadow government, and the vampires.Benjamin was especially told of his responsibilities by Erwin who was an accomplished scholar in the clan. He took private classes for Benjamin, and so Rye couldn’t spend time with Benjamin anymore, which frustrated her to no end.Benjamin was taught about the cultures and technologies of both the old and the new. He was taken to the dungeon and was shown all the criminals, some of whom were vampires. He was made to fight the vampires of all kinds. As he read the wolfe-clan’s exclusive books about history, he came to realize how messed up the world below was.Currently, Benjamin was sitting by a lake with rabbits and deers grazing in the background.“My predecessors tried to get rid

Seeing Benjamin in a suit, Dahlia was amply surprised. He had a neat haircut and was wearing a suit, which should look soft and cute, but there was nothing soft or cute about him now because his gaze was like that of a predator. The male energy as well as his killer’s gaze gave him an intimidating outlook even though he hadn’t moved an inch.“It’s definitely not Benjamin, alright,” Dahlia said, her long blue hair waving about in the wind, making it difficult for her to speak. A normal person wouldn’t even be able to stand let alone talk without shivering in such cold, but she seemed pretty fine. About sixteen years ago, she was taller than Benjamin and was almost as fit as him, but now, she was slightly shorter than him. Compared to Rye, she looked small and pudgy. “It doesn’t look like he’s even trying to hide that.”“Maybe he knows it's useless to try and fool us,” Mina opined. “They used to wear masks in the past to deceive the public, but now they can create almost perfect clones.

“In the past, clothes were made to fit people,” Andrew Sehla was playing chess with Arlo Campbell. “These days, people are trying to fit into clothes. That’s how much the minds of people have degraded. My second granddaughter is no exception. She liked a dress, and now, she’s on a diet to fit into that dress.”“Isn’t that still beneficial to her if she reduces her weight?” Arlo opined.“Yes, but not when it’s for a fucking dress,” Andrew hissed. “Will she reduce her weight if her mother asks her to slim down? Will she do it for her boyfriend? I doubt so. If you’ve got any idea to bring her narcissistic levels down, I’d appreciate it, or am I throwing the wrong question at the wrong person?”“I can’t give you a philosophical answer if that’s what you’re expecting.”“You can be blunt. I won’t mind it.”“You have to do it the cruel way. Make her realize that she’s not entitled to anything you own,” Arlo blurted in an almost emotionless tone.“Won’t that make her rebellious?” Andrew wonde