Chapter 120: Chapter 120: His Past


    "Oh! Then, do they still live in that area? Or did you bring them to live in the castle already? You should introduce me to them, since they are your family, right?" Swan asked with great interest. "D-don''t worry, I will try to be proper in front of my inws!".


    Gale smiled seeing how excited Swan got as she wanted to see his family.


    "I''d be happy to introduce you to my family. You''d be the Luna of my pack, and we will lead the Storm Pack together," Gale said fondly as he reminisced about the past. About histe mother, his siblings, and his friends. "My mother can be very nosy about stuff, so I hope you can endure her chattering."


    Swan blushed as she imagined a happy family with Gale. She had been thinking hard about bringing the topic of inws in front of Gale because she knew nothing about his past.


    "I-I would try my best to impress my mother-inw."


    Gale smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, you can''t meet her anymore—or anyone in my Storm Pack."


    "W-why? If it''s because they are still in your original region, then I''d be more than willing to travel there during spring or summer."


    "They are dead. All of them," Gale stated. "My entire pack... has been massacred."


    Swan''s heart sank when she heard that. Of all the things she had in mind, she didn''t expect the entire Storm Pack to get massacred.


    Gale looked up as he was recalling that fateful night;


    "I was out of the den when that happened. When I returned, I saw everyone was already dead. Man, woman, elderly, children, nobody was spared. Jade was the only one left at that time. Right before she almost got killed by those bastards, I saved her, and killed every single one of those bastards," Gale said. "Everything went dark after that, and when I woke up, I was being treated by Matoa, that old doctor."


    "Y-you said that your pack was full of amazing fighters. Howe they all got defeated?"


    "The attackers were a bunch of Alphas and Betas from various enemy packs around us. They colluded, and someone must''ve betrayed us because it would be difficult for them to know the exact location of our den," Gale said. "I don''t know who that traitor is. I don''t even know if that person is still alive or not right now. If that traitor is still alive, then I will make sure to break their bones one by one before sending them to hell. I hate traitors the most."


    Swan lowered her head instantly. She didn''t know if she could be considered a traitor, but she was actually scared right now.


    On top of that, she felt guilty for bringing an old trauma.


    "I-I''m sorry, Gale."


    "For what?"


    "For making you talk about this. I didn''t know that..."


    Gale chuckled, "Don''t be so tense around me, Swan. I''m not upset with you, I was upset with myself because I failed to protect them."


    Gale noticed that Swan still looked sad, so he shifted the topic to the food that Swan had prepared. He grabbed the fork, a habit that he grew over time because his wife kept pestering him to use the utensil to eat.


    He took a bite out of the seasoned steak and nodded, "Is this your own recipe?"


    "I-I cannot cook by myself because the castle kitchen is too cold, but I make sure to taste the steak that the hog chef made. I told him to reduce some of the ingredients and add another to enhance the vor until it tasted great in my mouth, hope you like it."


    Gale took a big bite this time and savored it with relish. The steak juice dripped from the corner of his mouth, and Swan hurriedly wiped it with the handkerchief.


    Swan told him every time they ate together that he should eat slowly, so it wouldn''t be messy. But Gale liked how Swan was so worried about a literal meat juice dripping from the corner of his mouth.


    He liked her attentiveness, so he kept doing it.


    "It''s very good," Gale praised.


    "R-really?"


    "Yes. Honestly, this is simr to what my mother used to make," Gale said. "We werewolves-don''t need to cook our food. But we do season the The


    fresh meat that we just seas


    way you seasoned it is simr to my mom''s. It takes me back to the good old days."


    Swan didn''t know if she should be happy or not listening to that.


    She felt guilty for making Gale reminiscing about a dark past. However, the smile on his face told Swan that he genuinely enjoyed eating the steak she made.


    Meanwhile, Gale was trying to suppress his emotions.


    He didn''t know how Swan could do it, but what Swan made was almost identical


    to what his mother made back in the day. Every single seasoning was perfect, and


    it made him wonder if Swan personally asked histe mother about the recipe.


    ''How is that even possible? She doesn''t know a thing about it, right?'' Gale pondered. ''Then howe she knows exactly what I like?''


    Meanwhile, Swan was relieved that her recipe was a sess.


    She didn''t do much. She simply seasoned the steak with ingredients that she felt would be ''right''. freewebnovel


    But, she kept praying to Goddess Asmara the whole time, wishing that Gale would be happy with what she made.


    "I will make moreter. Since you like it," Swan said.


    "No, don''t," Gale refused.


    "W-why? Is there something wrong with it?"


    "No, it''s perfect. Too perfect, in fact," Gale sighed. It''s identical to what myte mother usually made, andit makes me miss home. It makes me miss the days when the Storm Pack was still active, and when I was the Alpha. It also reminds me of my failure to protect them."


    "I love the food you made, Wife. I just cannot eat it without thinking about my bitter


    past," Gale said.