Chapter 56
I Next The tail.
Every werewolf possessed one—a tag they carried throughout their lifetime, unable to be torn off. It was an undeniable expression of their emotions. When sad, it drooped; when happy or excited, it wagged vigorously. Like a dog’s tail responding to the prospect of a walk or a treat.
Their inability to conceal their emotions made them vulnerable in human society. They were easy prey for cunning scammers.
This weakness had accumulated over generations, giving rise to stereotypes about their kind. Werewolves were seen as easily deceived, unable to hide their inner feelings. Were there any other races as susceptible as them?
“Haah.”
Anise sighed.
She was no exception. Thanks to her tail, which exposed her emotions, she had formed strong bonds of friendship. But there were countless humans who sought to exploit this weakness.
During her time as a mercenary, she had come close to death. It was not uncommon for members of her race to be deceived and used by humans, leading to their demise or severe injuries.
‘But can I stop this tail?’