The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 129: I’m yours, you know

Before long, the sun peeked out from the ends of the horizon and the gentle rays made me open my eyes.

We fell asleep before even knowing it.

Damar was on my right side and Fenric was on my left, sitting on the floor and clutching my leg.

Watching the sun rise like this was so beautiful.

I felt Damar move and lifted my eyes to see him slowly fluttering his eyelashes open. He looked at me, and as soon as our eyes met, he smiled.

"Now, you’ve rested." He said and leaned down to kiss the corner of my face.

How did he know I slept? For all he knows, I might’ve actually stayed up till this moment.

"Are you sure I don’t need more rest?" I asked but he shook his head, his fingers roaming through my hair.

"Your eyes look full." He said. "But if you still want to sleep, go ahead. I’ll stay still, just like this."

So, he can tell through my eyes. How romantic.

I smiled and shook my head.

"No, it’s fine," I said. "I’ve rested enough."

We both turned to look at the rising sun and I mumbled,

"Don’t you just love a peaceful morning?"

"Yes," he answered and turned to look at me. "It’s so beautiful."

Hm, I don’t know if he was calling the peaceful morning beautiful or if he was calling me beautiful but something told me he was referring to me, and that made me blush.

"What are you doing making me feel shy so early in the morning?" I mumbled, twisting my lips, and then rolled my eyes to see the expression on his face, only to find him blushing while facing the other way.

Who’s the one making who blush now?

I covered my mouth with the back of my palm, looking aside and still blushing. I don’t know why, but this setting is giving a high school crush vibe. We can’t even see eye to eye.

But then, I felt his hand creep towards mine, and our fingers touched. He flinched, and so did I.

The tip of my fingers felt hot at that slight contact, and I almost drew back, because of how heavy the tension was falling on us.

Ah, this is so high school crush coded.

I wonder what he’s thinking at this point.

Damar, who usually keeps his thoughts to himself and only speaks out when he’s determined and worried for my safety, was trying to hold my hand but was too shy to do so.

He was a blushing mess, and so was I. I’m surprised I can’t even take a step forward. Maybe it’s because I’m secretly cheering him on to make a move.

It’s always Fenric making the move and thus, Damar gets the short end of the stick.

Maybe it’ll be different this time around. Let’s just stay still and watch.

That was what I was going to do but my heart began racing even faster, my blood pumping so hot that my face began to feel hotter by the second...when was he going to make a move?

So far, the most expressive Damar has ever been was when we first met. How he did not hesitate to propose that I become his spouse after I peed on him and he got a sniff of my scent, and went on about consummation as if it were the most just thing to do. He seemed fearless..

Back then, he was so cold, pride was sitting on his shoulders, and his eyes saw the world as a land beneath him.

I thought I would never be able to reason with him. I thought, yes he’s hot, but will he become a spouse I can rely on?

But look at him now, the pride is nowhere to be found when he’s around me, he’s become so shy that even touching my fingers made him flinch, and he loves me to bits.

Who would’ve known he’d become like this after becoming my spouse?

I chuckled and then interlocked my fingers with his, giving him the boost he needed.

"Damar, don’t hesitate," I said and he finally turned to look at me. "I’m yours, you know."

Yes, just as he belonged to me, I belonged to him as well. So he shouldn’t walk on eggshells and do things so secretly, as if I’d suddenly get mad.

Damar heard my words and got a little confident.

He grasped my hand tightly and then pulled me into himself.

He gazed into my eyes so closely and then leaned in, slowly.

It was clear he was aiming to capture my lips and I braced myself for it, but the moment our lips brushed, and a kiss was upon us, Fenric said,

"I’ve been watching the whole process and honestly, I want to steal this moment really badly."

I flinched and turned, ruining the moment.

When did he wake up?

Fenric sat on the floor, staring with no vivid expression on his face but he seemed bored.

He just said he had been watching the entire process, so he woke up at some point, and I didn’t notice.

Then, did he watch out little awkward moment?

Is that why he decided to interrupt during the highlight?

Damar frowned, his tongue slipping out and back inside his mouth in a quick motion as he hissed at Fenric.

The moment he worked up the courage to build was ruined by the cub.

"What? I’m just being honest, you know." He said and then leaned on my thigh, grinning. "You’ve spent too much time with Arinya, but you still don’t know what she likes. She likes it when you’re more active to take the lead, not acting like you’re about to ask her to become your spouse." He waved his hand in the air. "We’ve already passed that point so you should be more active as the male you are. You know what you want and I’m sure you know what she wants as well. So show her that you want her, and act on it..." He narrowed his eyes. "Properly."

I went silent, blinking my eyes in disbelief.

Did he just... Give Damar advice?

I mean, I did notice Fenric used subtle moments to give Damar a cutting edge with me, but I didn’t think he would blurt out words of advice at a moment like this.

It’s as if he’s fed up of having to watch Damar act all shy, like he didn’t know what to do.

"Now, if you understand what I just said, do it."

What? Do what?