Wen Shu sorted out the thoughts in her mind, bracing for the worst, but she still had doubts that needed Priest Bona to resolve.
She looked out the window, the swirling snow hadn’t grown larger but had buried a layer of steps; there was no more time to delay.
Nan stared at her without blinking, seeing her complexion return to its rosy hue, and the uncertainty in her clear eyes dissipate, his tightly clenched heart finally relaxed a bit. Official source is n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net
He held Wen Shu’s hand, gently grasping it, and softly said, "Ashu, do you have an idea?"
The male’s warm palms enveloped her hands, and Wen Shu glanced back, meeting his indulgent gaze, feeling a bit uneasy.
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but at that moment, the door was abruptly pushed open.
A gust of cold wind rushed in, and Mious’s tall figure covered in wind and snow appeared in a panic.
Those emerald eyes turned a fiery red upon seeing Wen Shu’s pale face, and he rushed forward without a word, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Heavy breathing sounded by Wen Shu’s ear, the arms encircled around her back held her tightly, as if trying to merge her into his chest.
She was forced to feel the heavy and chaotic heartbeats, only sensing her own heart beating along with the tremors in her chest.
"Mious..."
Wen Shu was stunned for two seconds, wanting to break free, but was tightened even further, her nape tightly held, her whole face buried in an icy, aggressively possessive embrace.
"Where do you want to go?"
A deep, slightly hoarse voice murmured in her ear.
Mious’s sharp nose brushed past her cheek, his eyes filled with a deep, dark color; since last night, knowing she wanted to leave, he had been on edge all night.
Until he went to call the female for a meal, only to find the room empty, in that instant, the suffocating panic almost burst his chest!
Before, he had the soul contract and could always know the female’s whereabouts, but now they had no connection at all; if she really left...
Mious felt the softness in his arms, a strong sense of pain surged in his heart, he couldn’t imagine what he would become if he lost her.
"Don’t leave."
He repressed his trembling voice, a resolute look flashed across his stern face, "If you must leave, take me with you..."
Upon hearing what he said, Wen Shu was dazed for a few seconds, surprise flashing in her eyes, she opened her lips to refuse, but her ear suddenly touched a cool, damp softness.
"Or, mate with me."
The male’s cool and dangerous breath slowly slid from her earlobe, lingering on her snow-white neck, causing a tingling chill down her spine.
Wen Shu uncomfortably tilted her face, seeing the dark, obsessive look in Mious’s eyes, a strong sense of crisis arose in her heart.
"Mious, I’m not leaving, let’s talk this out!"
She hurriedly explained, struggling her arms, but the embrace restraining her remained unmoving, and instead pressed her onto the bed with force.
Her back sank into the soft wool blanket, Wen Shu raised her hand to push away, but was caught by a large, icy hand, pinned firmly above her head.
Mious leaned over, his broad figure blocking her entire view, yet he did not make any further movements.
His deep gaze settled on her soft face, lightly parting his pale lips, "Wen Shu."
He observed Wen Shu’s reaction, noting she wasn’t rejecting, confirming her name.
He slowly leaned down, gazing into her eyes, softly murmuring, "If you don’t want me to continue, then stop me... like when we first met."
The clean breath came closer, Wen Shu met his persistent gaze, her emotions extremely complex.
Whether she could survive was still unknown, mating with any male would be harming them.
Besides, she didn’t intend to mate with Mious.
Wen Shu turned away, glanced at the male hesitating to intervene with an unreadable expression, "Nan..."
Almost as she spoke, Nan’s light-colored eyes lit up, moving eagerly.
He acted quickly, reaching to grab Mious’s animal skin, but was harshly knocked back by a large snake tail.
"Get lost."
Mious retaliated angrily, not only did the female refuse him, she sought help from another male!
His eyes filled with dark fire, coldly glanced at Nan, and taking advantage of him standing still, once more swung the black long tail, picking up the female on the bed.
Nan quickly dodged, but the wooden table was "bang" smashed to pieces, Wen Shu raised her head with lingering fear, meeting Mious’s reproachful gaze, feeling inexplicably guilty.
She swallowed, calming her tone to soothe, "Mious, listen to me..."
But Mious wasn’t listening, he pushed the door open ready to leave, but was blocked at the corner by Wu Xuan rushing in.
"Where are you going?"
The black cat coated with snowflowers, seeing them hurried, felt puzzled; only when Nan followed with a grim look did he realize what happened.
In the narrow hallway, the tense atmosphere was palpable.
Trapped in the middle, Wen Shu felt her head swell.
To have someone with no romantic experiences handle such a messy situation is a daunting task!
She tightened her grip on the arm beside her, fearing any movement would provoke a more intense reaction, she tried to dissuade them.
But before she could speak, Mious’s brow furrowed, raising his long tail toward Wu Xuan.
In a flash, they reached the outer hall, Mious lifted his foot to kick the door, but a swift Black Panther suddenly sprang forward, forcing him back.
Before he steadied himself, a blur passed from behind, Nan held his shoulder, attempting to retrieve Wen Shu.
Yet in the haste, he was flipped away by the snake tail, Mious pulled a counter-attack, with the long tail slamming down hard, missing the person, but splitting the dining table in two.
Wen Shu felt a pang of pain, finally at her limit, placing both hands on Mious’s face, dragging down to force him to meet her gaze, "Enough, Mious! I told you I’m not leaving, won’t you... won’t you listen to me?"
Speaking fiercely halfway through, she saw Mious’s reddened eyes, instinctively softened her voice, "I’m really not leaving."
Her tone was serious, yet Mious was filled with doubt, his chest subtly trembling, suppressing the shaky voice, faintly accusing, "Can I trust you?"
At these words, Wen Shu’s heart skipped two beats, hesitant to promise.
But if this stalemate continued, the entire wooden house might be smashed to bits, she pursed her lips, prepared to lie boldly.
"Hmm..."
Her nasal sound lightly resonated, as she pondered what to say next, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.
"Wen Shu female! What have you done again!"
Accompanied by an angry inquiry, Priest Bona walked in with a sullen face, followed by the worried Yining.
"Bernard, you..."
Yining grabbed Priest Bona’s arm, trying to stop him, but straightened his spine unconsciously upon seeing the tense atmosphere in the wooden house.
His gaze swept over the males’ faces, finally resting on Wen Shu, and he firmly opened his lips, "Wen Shu female, what happened here, do you need help?"
His magnetic voice, with a touch of gentle concern, lightly echoed in the wooden house.
For a moment, the atmosphere grew even weirder.
Mious lowered his eyes, glancing at Wen Shu.
Then looked towards the elegantly dressed Yining at the door, his gaze filled with strong hostility.
"Who is he again?"