The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 29: Hidden Motives

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow, smiling faintly as he said, "What, do you hope her superpower is healing?"

Zeke Veridian rolled his eyes, retorting irritably, "It’s not hoping; I saw her use her superpower to heal her face in Tagren Forest. The pimples and pus on her face were cured by her own ability, and she expelled a lot of black, dirty things, which disgusted me."

Thinking back to the sight he witnessed in the forest, it was black, dirty, and smelly, covering her entire face in a thick layer, leaving him feeling uneasy to this day.

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, and Malachi Arcanus were slightly startled; they had long noticed Luna Sutton’s face had become much more delicate but didn’t know why.

Unexpectedly, it was cured by her own superpower.

If that’s the case, then it’s quite possible her superpower is healing.

Zeke Veridian looked at the three’s shocked expressions, feeling rather satisfied with the effect, and continued, "If her superpower truly is healing, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for us."

The Beastmen society is dangerous, with frequent outings for hunting where injury and bleeding are common occurrences.

Having a healer with a healing superpower nearby could mean timely treatment.

Corbin Crowley snapped back to reality, a thoughtful look passing through his silver eyes, contemplating something unknown.

Rhys Blackwood and Malachi Arcanus were in similar deep thought.

Subsequently, the four of them didn’t say much more and returned to their caves to rest.

Mia, full of jealousy and resentment, returned to her own cave.

She didn’t sleep all night, her mind filled with Luna Sutton’s increasingly delicate face and Corbin Crowley defending her.

The more she thought, the angrier and more uncomfortable she became, losing even the desire to mate with Wolf Fang.

Wolf Fang, like a rutting male wolf, attempted several times to get close to Mia and mate with her, but was irritatedly pushed away.

"Don’t touch me, I’m not in the mood tonight."

She showed an impatient face, looking quite displeased.

Wolf Fang, pushed away multiple times, looked equally displeased, frowning at Mia and asking irritably, "Mia, what’s up with you? If I’m not mistaken, tonight should be my turn, right?"

Mia had seven beast husbands taking turns each night, with tonight finally being his turn without having a chance to get close, so naturally he felt upset.

Mia, furious, retorted, "What, haven’t I satisfied you before? Can’t wait any longer?"

Wolf Fang’s face darkened, very displeased; once every seven days hardly satisfies anything, but he didn’t vocalize this, nor did he lose his temper.

After all, Mia is the most beautiful female in the tribe, whom he pursued for a long time, only becoming one of her beast husbands eventually.

Nonetheless, feeling internally disgruntled, he replied with a displeased face, "What’s that supposed to mean? We’re partners, being intimate is naturally expected, isn’t it?"

Mia sneered, eyes filled with mockery, "Partners? You’re all just lusting after my body, and want me to give you offspring, that’s all."

Wolf Fang was rendered speechless, unable to refute.

Because what Mia said was true.

Initially pursuing Mia was partly out of affection and naturally motivated by the desire for offspring.

Moreover, more importantly, lusting after her body.

"Have you given me offspring? Don’t forget, we’ve been together for several years now."

Wolf Fang couldn’t help but jab at her.

Even though he wanted offspring, he never blamed her for such matters, always feeling they were still young.

Hearing this, Mia’s face changed; giving birth to offspring isn’t a decision she could make alone.

Besides, she didn’t want to have offspring too soon; if she did, she’d not only have to take care of them, but her figure might also change.

Corbin Crowley and Rhys Blackwood hadn’t been won over yet, what if they scorned her?

"I’m not in the mood tonight, go sleep outside."

She coldly tossed out these words, turning over, no longer acknowledging him.

Wolf Fang’s face looked unpleasant, his fists clenched tight, then loosening powerlessly.

Not being allowed to touch her tonight meant waiting another seven days, was she trying to suffocate him?

"Since it’s like this, don’t blame me for finding another female."

Wolf Fang dropped these words and turned to leave.

Fuming internally, he urgently needed another female to vent to; otherwise, he wouldn’t sleep tonight.

Upon hearing this, Mia sneered, completely indifferent.

If Wolf Fang dared to find another female, she dared to find another beast husband.

Anyway, there’s no shortage of males wanting to become her beast husband.

Wolf Fang naturally heard her snicker, hesitated in his steps, but ultimately didn’t turn back, striding out of the cave.

He feared staying longer would see him die of anger.

Mia watched his departing figure, eyes mocking.

Thinking of Corbin Crowley and Luna Sutton, her face darkened, gritting her teeth, "Luna Sutton, I won’t let you have it easy."

...

Meanwhile, Luna Sutton finished her chores, folded the beast skins on the stone bed, and left an empty basket specifically for those beast skins and skirts.

The stone bed was covered with beast skins stitched together, with a thick layer of dry grass underneath for softer sleeping.

To avoid the hard surface hurting her back.

Smelling the stench of sweat on herself, realizing she hadn’t bathed yet, she took a clean beast skin skirt to bathe by the river.

Returning, she saw Wolf Fang and Maya Miller whispering behind the rocks, voices low, not knowing what they were discussing.

Luna Sutton frowned slightly, a peculiar feeling rising within her.

Though she didn’t want to meddle, curiosity couldn’t help but wonder what the two were discussing, hiding behind rocks at night.

Her footsteps naturally lightened, slowly approaching the large rock.

As the distance closed, their conversation became increasingly clear.

"Wolf Fang, is it true when you say I’m prettier than my sister? Are you sure you’re not lying to me?"

Maya Miller touched her face, slightly reddening, speaking softly.

She knew she wasn’t as beautiful as her sister Mia, understood that Wolf Fang was flattering her, but didn’t mind feeling happy hearing it.

Her vanity was greatly satisfied.

Wolf Fang looked at Maya Miller’s face, though not as pretty as Mia’s, more youthful and pure, and her figure was not bad, with meat where it should be, slender where it shouldn’t.

However, without Mia’s explosive curves approaching a near overwhelming allure.

But at that moment, fuming internally, needing venting, Maya Miller’s originally 6 out of 10 appearance seemed like 9 out of 10 to him.

His Adam’s apple moved, eyes burning as he stared at Maya Miller, hoarse voice saying, "Of course it’s true, you’re purer, kinder, and more intelligent than your sister, just more pleasing to look at."

Though somewhat insincere, his words weren’t entirely false; Mia’s character was proud and fiery, showing face when angry, usually leading the seven beast husbands to constantly endure.

None of this compared to Maya Miller’s gentle, virtuous nature.

Blushing from his praise, Maya Miller shyly said, "Do you prefer my sister’s type, or mine?"

Wolf Fang, without thinking, replied, "Of course, yours."

As the words fell, he lifted her hand, bending to kiss the back of it; seeing her not refusing, actions grew bolder.

Maya Miller’s cheeks flushed, eyes full of mockery, thinking of her sister, Oh sister, you wouldn’t have imagined, your beast husband is betraying you at this moment.

She didn’t like Wolf Fang, but didn’t refuse either, instead happily cooperating. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

In the open-minded Beastmen society, females could have multiple beast husbands, she didn’t mind taking Wolf Fang away.

Firstly, Wolf Fang was indeed admirable, not only a Peak of Tier Four Beastman, but his looks were considered handsome, though not matching Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, or others.

But still, surpassing most tribe beastmen.

Thinking this way, she proactively hooked her arms around Wolf Fang’s neck, blushing as she sweetly said, "I like your type too, looking strong makes one fond."

"Heh heh..."

Wolf Fang chuckled lightly, boldly moving closer.

Both holding ulterior motives, soon entwined together.