A Date? chapter 25

William was walking with Emilly by his side, and after those two weeks he was doing hidden acts, she began to get agitated.

For some reason, she began to get closer and closer to him over time. Her personality was slowly changing; she was still agitated, but she still became nicer and kinder.

Even though she had always treated him well, now things were different. One could say better, but it was so... strange.

The provocations had ceased, and the conversations leaned out of the ordinary, which were about fighting and expensive swords and useful swords, for things William liked.

It was almost a form of demonstration that she wanted to be more friendly with him and was really trying to be cool.

But William couldn't help but look at her with a strange face. What the hell happened to her? Why did she change?

No matter how much he thought, William couldn't find the reason; it was just a mystery.

"Will, what are you thinking?" Emilly, in a sweet voice, questions him.

William can't help but look at her with her eyes wide open.

She realized he was acting strange; she slapped him on the chest and spoke.

"What? You look strange today." Emilly talks while holding William's arm and starts to drag him along the way.

William was still trying to understand: What the fuck is going on here?

He was in a place he didn't want to be; that was picking out clothes, at which point Emilly was looking at him like he was a model, not like he was the world's most famous star.

Oh, shit.

William was walking the streets with new clothes; his new clothes were white with details in dark blue, and these clothes were in a noble style common to the time; these noble tunics fit him well, and even if they were a little expensive, they were worth it.

If he looked sideways, he would realize that even today, after so long, many people still looked at him as if he were some kind of tourist attraction; in fact, it was much more intense.

William and Emilly had gone to a seafood restaurant to eat.

"Do you have something to tell me?" William couldn't pretend anything was going on anymore and decided to ask.

Emilly looks at him as if he doesn't understand what he's saying, and then a sudden realization hits her.

"You look very handsome in those clothes," Emilly answers as he shakes his head in approval.

"Something beyond that?" William asks once again.

She looks at him and then smiles.

"You look really gorgeous," Emilly responds with a glint in her eyes.

William gets a big question mark on his face.

"Okay, I won't roll anymore... I wonder what you're doing to make yourself more handsome every day." Emilly speaks with great emotion in his voice.

William remains silent, trying to understand what she's saying.

"Seriously, don't tell me you're just handsome... Well, that's true; maybe you're the most handsome man I've ever seen... But that's not the point; the last few days you've been out at night, and every time you come back, you change a little. Some too many muscles here, others there; your face and your skin even become more attractive; tell me, please, what are you doing?" Emilly starts chattering non-stop; every word that comes out of your mouth ends up gaining an extra tone of urgency.

William takes his hand to his face and passes lightly; he hadn't realized it. With a look at his muscles, he realized they were more defined, and the reason he went to buy clothes? His old ones were getting too short; even though those clothes were long as a rule, they were short now.

With this sudden perception, new information began to be unveiled. Emilly was of his height, but now looking at her, no doubt she was a lower head than he was.

So many changes, and he didn't even notice before? Well, to defend himself, he could say that he was very busy with all the newcomers' training services. Wait, he always felt better and stronger when 'hunting' and now he does it almost every day to train his descendants.

He didn't expect the changes to be so drastic.

Taking the silver plate that was on the table, William tried to see its reflection.

Wow.

Really, Wow, he was very... charming.

William, the little hypocrite

He was dazzling; the lupine details on his face made him look very lethal. The magnetic attraction his eyes conveyed was undoubtedly exposed.

In just a few months, he had lost most of his childish appearance, all of which had been replaced by the gallant air of a young man.

A worthy first Lycan, it's worth mentioning.

He had already noticed that his Lycan form was more sophisticated and majestic; however, only now had he realized the change.

What a wonderful thing.

Looking at Emilly, who was waiting for an answer, he decided to provoke her.

"Well, I've turned into a man, maybe if you sleep with me you can gain some benefit," William responds provocatively in a mocking manner.

Emilly looks at him without understanding the real implication of'sleeping with me,' and answers.

"Are you saying that by sleeping, I can look more beautiful?" Emilly asks with some anxiety in his voice.

William realized that she took the phrase to a more 'lovely' side and decided to be more incisive.

"Surely if you sleep with me, you'll have lots of changes: more beautiful skin, softer hair, silkier beauty, and your eyes will shine brighter. All the changes they say happen when someone sleeps next to someone else," William replies in a more cheerful way, playing with this clumsy girl.

"You mean if I... if we have sex, I'll look better?" Emilly spoke with a little doubt in her voice, and she didn't know if he was trying to trick her or if it was real; after all, he knew many things, much more than she did.

She began to think, and a sudden realization took hold of her, her sister. After her sister's wedding, the things William had said had happened, and even more than that, her breasts and buttocks had become fatter.

That's why her sister turned red and didn't want to tell the answer! Should she try? If she was going to test, maybe it would be good if she went with him; after all, he was the man, apart from her father, who was closest to her.

She looked at William and realized it wouldn't be unpleasant for her to have a contact... more intimate with him, but she was still inexperienced; she had boyfriends, but it never went that far... but Will, when they met, was so cute, but then as time went on, he grew, and she felt more and more attracted to him. It was strange for her to feel that; it was all so... attractive. She was not futile, but he was really seductive; his traits were so prominent, and his smell—my God, his smell was irresistible—awakened something in her; it was as if something was calling to her, awakening some hidden part.

Her body always woke up next to his.

It was strange to her, but after a certain day she began to dream about him, and in the dream they made, they were more than just friends, and even if she didn't love him now, he was certainly the prototype of the man she considered ideal.

William was struck by lightning; he had gotten it wrong! She had understood from the beginning!

"But... I don't love you... I'm very fond of you, but you're like a little brother." Emilly replied sincerely and timidly; her face turned a little red, and she averted her eyes.

William had been struck by another bolt of lightning. A different perception popped into his mind, and he decided to take a chance!

Life is short 'for humans; he didn't even know if he was immortal yet; it wouldn't be a sin to enjoy life, would it?

Let's take a chance!

"Well, it doesn't have to be out of love; a great deal of affection is enough. Even if you see me as a little brother and I see you as an older sister, we're not bound by blood; we could, you know, enjoy something beyond... it might be wrong if we were strangers... but maybe... you know... we could 'deepen' our relationship... we could do a few more things... it wouldn't be so wrong after all... we're from home." William answered with an educated tone, a little too excited, but he took a chance! But he was terrible with words at that moment, but slowly he walked up to her, held her by one hand around his waist, and took another hand to lightly caress his face.

Slowly approaching his ear, William spoke slowly and magnetically.

"We can create special memorials, ours alone," he said in a husky voice near his ear, making Emilly's whole neck warm. All the acts and strong smell that came from his body made Emilly tremble, and her cheeks turned red. She felt her legs weak as she slowly leaned on William.

Would he have just a little bit more luck? Might Gai began to shout his typical talk of youth somewhere, but the sense here was different—a little more adult.

The dice have been rolled! Would William be able to enjoy life a little more, even without the love of his life? See in the next episode of...