Regardless of whether the Goddess of Wine truly existed, Alex firmly believed she would forgive his transgression.
Thus, he felt no fear.
Owen understood Alex's mindset well.
Perhaps even if Alex knew this act would offend the divine, he would still choose to do it—after all, he had no other choice.
"Don't you have any wishes of your own that you'd like to see fulfilled?"
Owen took a deep breath and asked curiously.
Fenrir, hearing this, was immediately reminded of his wolf pack and his one true love…
"I used to have wishes," Fenrir said bitterly, "but instead of fulfilling them, the gods destroyed everything I held dear!"
As the memories surfaced, Fenrir's face contorted with pain.
"Would you tell me about it?" Owen asked gently, sensing that Fenrir's deep anger likely stemmed from this very event.
