One Little Wolf Falls In Love Manhua

The moon loomed large in the sky, its silvery light bathing the city in an otherworldly glow. Iori's heart raced as he felt the familiar tingling sensation spreading through his body, signaling the onset of his monthly transformation. Panic clawed at his chest as he struggled to maintain control, but the overwhelming heat and pain left him trembling on the cold pavement. Amidst the gasps and whispers of the onlookers, a figure pushed through the crowd, his eyes locked on Iori with a mix of concern and determination. It was the beautiful boy, the one Iori had watched from afar, never daring to hope for his love. As Iori's body contorted and shifted, his features morphing into those of a wolf, the boy knelt beside him, unmoved by fear or disgust. In that moment of vulnerability, with tears streaming down his face, Iori reached out to the boy, his voice raw with emotion. "Won't you please fall in love with me?" he whispered, his heart laid bare. The boy's gaze softened, his hand reaching out to caress Iori's fur. "I already have," he whispered back, his words carrying a weight of truth and acceptance that Iori had never dared to dream of. And as the city held its breath, the two souls stood together under the watchful gaze of the moon, their hands clasped in a bond born of loneliness, longing, and a love that defied all odds. In that moment, as their hearts beat as one, Iori knew that he had found not just acceptance, but a love that would endure the trials of time and prejudice.