Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Let Her Go
A cold breath brushed against her face, Wen Shu stared intently into his increasingly dark eyes, a wave of unease welling up in her heart.
What does he mean...
But before she could figure it out, the large hand gripping her cheek suddenly slipped down, grabbing the collar of the beast hide, and tugged forcefully.
Wen Shu shivered from the cold, quickly realizing that the reason he didn’t take her away immediately was because he wanted to do this here...
A strong sense of crisis surged in her heart, and she swiftly extended her sharp claws, viciously aiming at Rah’s heart. However, before she could even touch the hem of his garment, her hands were tightly locked and pressed above her head.
"Get off—mmph!"
She shouted angrily, but a deep blue serpent tail covered with sharp bone spikes wound around from the back of her head, tightly wrapping around her mouth.
The cold and slippery touch slowly tightened around her cheeks, and Wen Shu opened her mouth and bit down hard. The deliberately softened bone spikes suddenly tensed, becoming as hard as iron in an instant.
Her teeth ached painfully; tears welled up at the corners of her eyes. Facing such a predicament, she was more helpless than ever, panic filling her heart.
"Mmph—"
She stared fiercely at the male above her, struggling with all her might at her wrists and desperately arched her pinned legs.
But as she gazed into her tear-filled eyes, Rah’s initially foul mood was surprisingly alleviated with an unusual pleasure.
Ever since being separated from the Blood Alliance, he couldn’t stop thinking about this powerful female, dreaming of her uncontrollably every night.
Now, she was beneath him.
The exact same beautiful face, even slightly tear-stained and annoyed, mirrored his dreams.
The hateful thing was...
Thinking of those two males and her intimate on the bed just now, his brows furrowed deeply, rage once again flaring in his chest.
Seeing her still stubbornly struggling, Rah’s rough palm pressed against her abdomen, demanding darkly, "Where did they touch you?"
His fierce brows were filled with gloominess, his gaze scanning inch by inch yet altering in flavor as it descended.
Enduring the cold, Wen Shu saw the fury in his eyes gradually turning obscure, and a wave of intense panic surged up from the depths of her heart.
She looked toward the tightly shut wooden door, the male’s cold and aggressive aura silently closing in.
A touch of chilling cold grazed her earlobe, and she quickly retracted her gaze, left only with the canopy of the wooden bed in her view and the male’s disheveled curls.
Icy dampness trickled from her earlobe to her neck.
Feeling the wetness on her neck, Wen Shu felt a wave of nausea in her mouth. She clenched her teeth secretly, yet heard a pleased hum resonate dully by her ear, "Hmm? So you haven’t mated yet..."
A weak flicker of hope rose in her heart; her earlobe was lightly bitten, teased ambiguously.
A cold, rough hand gently caressed her cheek, the thumb with a ring wiping away the tear stains at her eye corner, "Don’t be afraid."
Rah slightly straightened up, revealing a scarred chest, his broad hand lifting her soft waist.
Through the sharp features, a streak of unfamiliar gentleness passed, "I’ll... be gentle."
Her body was lifted, Wen Shu panicked and lowered her eyes.
The fierce reality plainly in sight.
Her entire being suddenly felt as though plunged into an icy crypt.
Her heart pounded wildly, desperately wanting to break free.
But her legs were tightly clamped against a taut waist by his sturdy arms.
Rah leaned over, kissing the corner of her eye, his voice husky, "Soon, the rest... we’ll continue when we return."
Wen Shu shook her head vehemently, struggling while quickly pondering which was more vital: life or this ordeal.
The conclusion was obvious...
Damn it!
Just think of it as being bitten by a dog!
As the thought emerged, a cold, hard palm supported her waist.
The male restrained his heavy breathing, his eyes remaining deeply fixated on her, just about to take action when suddenly, the sound of a skirmish rang out outside the door.
"Chief, we can’t stop them!"
The door was forcibly kicked into pieces, and Wen Shu’s tense body abruptly relaxed.
The male who burst through the door saw the scene in front of him, his eyes turning instantly red with rage.
The male garment was wide open, dangling on the bed, covering the female’s form completely, but her stark white legs were tightly clasped by the male’s veined hands, shivering yet exposed in the air...
Nan’s pupils trembled violently, his heart squeezed tightly as if gripped by a large hand, paining almost to the point of not being able to breathe.
He frantically searched for the female’s gaze, only to find the lower half of her face covered by a dark serpent tail, tears still glistening at her eye corners, "Ashu..."
An oppressed and painful voice, rasping to the point of distortion.
The usually gentle male stared fiercely at the figure on the bed, his eyes immediately filled with swirling black shadows, his growing murderous intent almost engulfing them.
After tearing apart a bandit, Mious swiftly rushed into the room, also coming to an abrupt halt.
He held his breath for several seconds, his gaze falling hard on the female’s white face, clenching his fist tightly.
With streaks of blood dripping down, the oppressive air around him almost turned tangible, his gaze deadly focused on the male slowly, methodically covering the female with beast hide.
"Let her go!"
The wooden cabin filled with overflowing murderous intent, yet Rah calmly covered the female’s body and began tidying his own beast hide.
His sinister gaze meeting theirs, lightly cradling Wen Shu in his arms, his lips curled with delight, "You want me to let go of my female?"
Facing the menacing stares of the two, Rah’s broad hand brushed across the female’s delicate, smooth cheek, lowering his head to sniff deeply at her neck.
Wen Shu felt a wave of intense nausea, turning her face away forcefully, only to be firmly held, forced to meet the gloomy-faced males by the door.
Locking eyes with their distressed gazes, Wen Shu thought herself strong, yet her nose tingled with an unnoticed sourness.
She gritted her lip tightly, suppressing the heat in her eyes, coolly searching for a way to escape.
A hard, icy touch grazed the side of her face, Wen Shu’s long lashes fluttered, instantly aware, her urgent gaze shifting to Nan, then quickly sweeping over Rah’s silver-black ring.
While Rah, who was constantly watching her, noticed her subtle movement.
He intentionally misunderstood her intention, removing the ring and loosely setting it on her thumb, his voice indulgent, "It’s a bit big, I’ll make you a new one when we get back."
Looking at the ring dangling on her thumb, Wen Shu’s heart dropped.
"Mmm!"
She clawed desperately at the spike-covered tail by her lips, anxiously wanting to signal Nan, but her hands were also tightly tangled.
Rah held her tightly in his arms, his dark gaze fixed on Nan, coldly speaking, "So reluctant to leave him?"
He cruelly curled his lips, his indifferent, deep voice echoing in the tense wooden cabin, "Then bid farewell."
"Nan—"
The restraint at her lips relaxed, Wen Shu urgently cried out, her voice suddenly distorting.
The view turned pitch black instantly; she felt a strong wave of dizziness, her heart suddenly weighed down as if by a heavy stone.
Not waiting for them to settle, the scene seemed stuck mid-air, subsequently falling into bouts of absurd distortion.
Wen Shu struggled to maintain consciousness, raising her eyes to look at Rah.
She saw his brows furrowing tightly, a fine sheen of cold sweat seeping from the corners of his forehead, those dark blue eyes riddled with ferocity, engaged in a fierce struggle until finally replaced by a void...
As if he had lost his independent consciousness.