WEREWOLF UNEXPECTED LOVE

Melissa

Knock. Knock.

The maid walked in and drew the curtains open. Sunlight poured into the room, forcing Melissa to cover her face.

"Good morning, ma'am Melissa," the maid greeted.

Melissa gave a small nod. She rose from her bed and walked into the bathroom. After a quick bath, she dressed elegantly and headed downstairs for breakfast.

While she ate, her assistant approached and handed her a folder containing the profiles of applicants vying to become her interpreter. Melissa accepted it with little interest, dismissed her assistant with a wave of her hand, and continued her meal. When she was done, she moved to the living room, gracefully sitting down and crossing her legs as she prepared to receive the candidates.

The first applicant entered-a chubby, unattractive man who couldn't stop staring at Melissa. His jaw hung open, captivated by her beauty. Melissa studied him from head to toe with visible distaste.

Her breasts are perfect... the size is just right. I could touch them while she's asleep, he thought, unable to control himself.

Melissa, without a word, signaled her assistant for a notebook and pen. She scribbled a message, tore the page, and handed it to him.

Inside, it read: Firstly, you're chubby and ugly, and your belly is gross. Lastly, you won't be able to touch my breasts-because you are not qualified for this job.

The man's face turned pale. His eyes widened in shock. How did she know? Did I... say that out loud? he thought in panic. Melissa simply gestured for her assistant to escort him out.

The second applicant walked in. He was very short, and his heavy accent revealed his Indian roots. Melissa frowned and disqualified him almost immediately.

The third applicant was ushered in, but by now Melissa was already growing tired of the process. One look at his overly hairy body and she dismissed him as well.

Finally, the last applicant walked in-and the atmosphere in the room shifted.

He was tall and strikingly handsome. His thick hair, a blend of brown and black, framed his face perfectly. His lips were soft and pink, and his sky-blue eyes sparkled with a charm that demanded attention. When he smiled, deep dimples appeared, revealing a dazzling set of white teeth.

Melissa's maids and her assistant were transfixed. Their eyes followed him, their cheeks flushed with admiration. Melissa herself was caught off guard by his presence, her gaze lingering longer than she intended.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, breaking the trance. Everyone quickly composed themselves, though a few maids still blushed, secretly hoping their mistress would favor him.

Melissa leaned back in her chair, intrigued. For the first time that day, she felt her interest spark.

"Good day, Mr. Kan Kim. I'm Cherry, Ma'am Melissa's assistant."

"Good day, Miss Beautiful," he replied with an easy smile.

Cherry blushed faintly and cleared her throat. "Um... Mr. Kan, Ma'am Melissa lost her voice after the shock of losing her parents. She can't speak, and-" she glanced down at his file- "it says here you haven't done this kind of work before."

"You mean your boss is dumb? Like dumb and deaf? Dumb!" he laughed.

The room went silent. Everyone stared at him, shocked by his audacity.

Shut up, idiot. I'm not dumb. I just lost my voice, Melissa thought bitterly. If I could speak, I'd say things to this man that would make him wish he were never born.

"All the same, Miss, you're still dumb," Kan said aloud, his eyes glinting.

Melissa's head snapped up. What? He can hear my thoughts? Is he also a special human like me?

"Of course I'm special," Kan said smoothly. "But not like you humans who think like chickens."

"Excuse me?" Cherry spoke sharply, breaking the tension.

Kan blinked, realizing too late that he'd spoken his thoughts aloud. "Oh-sorry, Miss Beautiful."

Cherry blushed again. Melissa rolled her eyes. What an annoying jerk.

"The Moon Goddess should have made you deaf too," Kan muttered with a laugh.

Everyone gasped.

"Mr. Kan!" Cherry exclaimed, holding her face in her hands.

"Hahaha, I was only joking, Miss Beautiful!" Kan chuckled.

"GET OUT!"

The command rang out like a thunderclap. The maids and Cherry froze, staring at Melissa. She had spoken. Her voice, silent for so long, had returned.

Kan brushed invisible dust from his trousers and grinned, already walking toward the door. "Finally," he murmured. "Back to the heavens."

"Ma'am... you just spoke. Please-say something again!" Cherry pleaded.

Melissa shook her head. No sound came. Cherry's excitement deflated into sadness.

"Ma'am, what if you... employed him?" Cherry's voice trembled. "He isn't ordinary. He might be able to help you speak again. Look at what just happened."

Melissa hesitated, then used her hands to sign her response. What if it doesn't work?

"Please, Ma'am. Let's just try."

Melissa exhaled and nodded.

Kan, meanwhile, was muttering to himself. "Thank you, Moon Goddess. This human is rude and annoying. I can't wait to return to the sky. I miss everything... even my wolf. Don't worry, Kim-I'm coming back home soon." He pulled a shimmering leaf from his pocket and smiled.

Flashback

"Please, Moon Goddess, how am I supposed to help her find love? What am I, a Cupid?" Kan had groaned.

"Enough, Kan. Stop acting childish," the Moon Goddess said firmly. "Take this leaf. If it burns, it means you're staying to complete your mission. If it stays green, you'll return home."

"Thank you, Moon Goddess," Kan said, bowing as he accepted the leaf.

End Flashback

Kan glanced at the leaf again, its edges beginning to glow.

Kan smiled faintly as he pulled the leaf from his pocket. Closing his eyes, he held it tightly. Suddenly, heat seared his palm. His eyes snapped open-the leaf was burning.

"Oh, Moon Goddess... please, don't do this to me," he muttered desperately.

But the flame consumed the leaf, leaving nothing but ash that slipped through his fingers.

"Mr. Kan, please wait!" Cherry's voice called. She ran toward him, panting, her cheeks flushed. "Sorry about earlier, Mr. Kan... but you are qualified for the job."

Kan scoffed, his jaw tightening. "Seriously? The Moon Goddess must be joking with me."

"Mr. Kan, aren't you happy? Please, don't reject this offer. If you want, I can even talk to my boss about doubling your payment."

He studied her for a moment, then shrugged. "Fine. I'll stay. But only because of you, Miss Beautiful." With a mischievous grin, he pinched her cheek.

Cherry's face turned scarlet, red like ripe tomatoes.

The Next Day

Melissa

It annoyed me to no end that I had allowed that man to work for me. All the maids behaved as if he had cast a spell on them. Worse, he could read my thoughts, while I couldn't read his. Is he also a special being like me? I kept asking myself.

I couldn't even rest properly the night before because he kept responding to my thoughts in real time. It was infuriating.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" Cherry tapped my shoulder gently.

I gave a small nod. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Breakfast is ready," she said with a smile.

"Okay."

We went downstairs. A maid entered carrying a tray of food and juices. She carefully set the plates on the table, then poured juice for Cherry and me. When she turned to Kan, however, she deliberately spilled the juice onto his shirt.

"Oh! Sorry, sir. It was a mistake," she said coyly.

"It's fine," Kan replied with a smile.

The maid quickly reached for a napkin and began wiping his shirt, her movements slow, her blouse conveniently low. She made sure he had a clear view of her cleavage.

Wow... he has such nice abs and a soft body, she thought to herself.

Kan's lips curved upward-he had already read her mind.

My blood boiled. Hearing her thoughts made me furious, but what angered me more was the way Kan seemed to be enjoying her little act.

I snatched the pen and paper beside me and scribbled quickly. When the maid finished dabbing at his shirt, I handed her the note.

Her face drained as she read it. She fell to her knees. "Ma'am, please don't fire me! I didn't mean it-I swear! Please, Ma'am, I don't want to lose my job."

"You should have thought about that before trying to flirt in front of me," I wrote coldly, refusing to look at her.

I continued eating my food as though she didn't exist.

Moments later, two security guards entered. Without hesitation, they escorted her out of the mansion.