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Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Ruthless Monica
The guards recognized Monica as she approached, allowing her to pass through the entrance gate. She walked gracefully, swaying her hips, exuding confidence. Her eyes narrowed as she observed the males adorning the entire castle.
"Are they preparing to celebrate your return?" Alan, her new male, asked. Monica forced a gentle smile and replied, "Haaha! I can’t believe they actually want to celebrate my arrival. It’s quite surprising."
"You deserve it! You’re the best female I’ve ever seen, unlike some females who treat their males coldly," Alan said, smiling warmly.
"Don’t flatter me, Alan! I may be good, but you can’t compare me to other females, alright?" Monica replied, lowering her gaze modestly.
"I know, my Moni." Alan said as he held Monica’s hands and kissed them.
Meanwhile, Monica’s other males silently observed the scene, their eyes lacking any emotions. This was nothing new to them. Whenever she get new males, she treated them with kindness and tenderness at first. But gradually, she revealed her true poisonous nature when she grew tired of them.
They were certain that after Monica grew bored with Alan she would treat him coldly as well. Despite her efforts to portray herself as better than other females, she was actually far worse than them.
She would lure, use, and discard her lovers as if they had never been loved in the first place.
It was as if she promised to show them the sky, only to violently throw them to the ground, leaving them broken and unable to recover.
As Monica made her grand entrance, the males around her whistled in admiration. She smiled at everyone while Alan, becoming protective, raised his aura to scare those males.
Monica enjoyed the attention she received as she surveyed the gorgeously decorated castle.
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"After we get back home, we’ll establish our daily routine. In the morning, when I wake up, you’ll shower me with kisses. Then, we’ll go for a morning walk and run. Oh, Kyra, since you mentioned your animal form is a frostlyn, does that mean you can transform into a beast Right?"
"Yeah." Kyra replied, taking a sip of water and placing the glass back on the table. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at Lucas, who was lounging upside down on the bed.
"In that case, you need to practice walking on all fours. Don’t worry, I’ll also teach you how to walk and hunt. You’re such a beautiful flower; who knows, some powerful male might chase after you. But once you become stronger, you won’t need them. You see, females usually rely on multiple males for protection, but if you become powerful, you won’t need anyone in dangerous situation." Lucas rambled, sitting up straight and speaking earnestly.
"Sure! I like your thoughts, but Luca, we need to get ready. And tomorrow, we’ll set off for our house, alright!" Kyra said, standing up and dusting off her clothes.
"Oh, right! Oops, I forgot. But Ky, don’t you have to draw a blueprint for their tribe? I mean, you only drew the blueprint for their house," Lucas said, causing Kyra to raise an eyebrow.
"Taking their side, I see! How sweet of you, Lucas. But they have Kyle, and I’m sure they’ll figure everything out. I’ve also written down all the materials they need. But if they want my help, I’m available anytime!" Kyra walked toward him and playfully pinched his cheeks. "Why are you so worried, certain silver-haired male?"
Upon hearing her words, Lucas pouted and gave her a stern look. "Certain red-haired female! I’m not taking sides; I’m just saying."
"Okay, okay! What time is it now? They didn’t mention when the celebration would begin." Kyra asked, observing Lucas in his thin, original white fur skin.
Lucas glanced at the wall clock and replied, "It’s already 6:45 in the evening. I think it will start soon." 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"What are you planning to wear then?" Kyra asked.
"Why do I need to wear anything? I don’t have proper clothes, and wearing different outfits for different occasions is something only females love. Us males can wear anything," Lucas replied pitifully, widening his eyes and blinking his long eyelashes.
Amused by his cute expression, a smile formed on Kyra’s face as she scolded him. "You’re such a dramatic wolf."
"Did you say something?" Lucas asked suspiciously.
"Nope! I just said I’ll help you with dressing up. But can you get me a needle and thread?" Kyra requested.
"Sure, sure! But make sure to lock the door tightly. I’ll go and ask Jimmy and Lan." Lucas said, standing up and about to leave.
"Wait, " Kyra interrupted, grabbing his wrist.
Lucas turned his face towards her, raising his eyebrows inquisitively.
"Also, try to find some plain cloth without any sewing. It would be great if you can find white, black, and blue materials." Kyra added.
"Okay." Lucas agreed, and seeing Kyra lock the door, he hurriedly made his way to Jimmy and the other males’ room.
As he entered the room, a pang of jealousy struck him. All the males were getting ready in their gergeous attire, styling their hair. And there he was, still wearing his original fur.
His eyes dimmed.
