The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 328 - 266: Unexpected

Luna Sutton turned around to meet those fiery silver eyes, her heartbeat involuntarily accelerating, and impulsively said, "I want..."

Corbin Crowley’s Adam’s apple rolled as he suddenly picked her up horizontally and strode into the depths of the dense forest.

This was their specially chosen "love nest," far from the noise of the tribe, yet not as conspicuous as the lakeside or the cliff.

The surroundings were obscured by thick shrubs, and vibrant wildflowers bloomed on the ground, their fragrance mixed with the scent of grass and trees permeating the air.

The grass was covered with soft beast skins, with two torches stuck in the corners; their flames flickered and danced in the night, casting a hazy light, quiet and cozy yet secretive.

Corbin Crowley gently laid her down on the beast skins, his silver eyes fixed on her without blinking, "Luna, maybe I’m not good with sweet words, maybe I’m not gentle or considerate enough, maybe I don’t know how to please you, even hurt you in the past, but please believe me, I am definitely the one who loves you the most. For you, I would brave any danger, no matter how perilous..."

He grabbed her hand, gently placing it on his chest, his silver eyes remaining tightly fixed on her, full of tenderness, deep affection, and longing.

Luna Sutton looked at his serious face, felt the warmth of his palm, and the wildly beating heart, her own heart started to race in response.

Although Corbin Crowley was domineering and assertive, sometimes so forceful that he ignored others’ feelings, his love for her was definitely genuine.

Luna Sutton’s fingertips sank into Corvus Crowley’s black hair; moonlight filtered through the gaps between the trees, casting a layer of soft light on his sharp features.

His consistently intimidating silver eyes reflected the flickering flames, as gentle as melted snow.

"I know."

She said softly, her fingertips brushing his brow, "You’re even willing to give me your life, but your bad temper needs to change; it always infuriates me to death."

Corbin Crowley chuckled lowly, held her mischievous hand, and kissed it lightly at his lips, "I’ll change."

Whatever Luna asks for, he will do.

His voice was deep and magnetic, filled with endless indulgence and pampering.

She laughed happily, actively wrapping her arms around his neck, "You said it! If you don’t manage it, you’re a little puppy."

"Woof."

Corbin Crowley, unprincipled, imitated a dog’s bark, bowed his head and sealed her babbling red lips.

The surrounding temperature rapidly rose as they rolled on the grass.

Her whole body felt hazy, as if floating on clouds, with the man’s heartfelt murmurs in her ears:

"Luna, I love you, I really love you so much..."

At this moment, a sudden "crack" sound broke the trance.

"Who?"

Corbin Crowley sharply turned his head, his brow emitting an icy gaze.

Soren Phoenix’s flamboyant voice came from somewhere in the forest: "Ah, you’ve flattened a whole patch of flowers and grass~" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Get lost..."

Corbin Crowley sent a frost mist shooting towards the source of the voice.

A fiery silhouette laughed heartily, leaping towards the distant treetops, not forgetting to shout back, "Luna’s figure is truly stunning~"

Luna Sutton felt both amused and exasperated, this flirt was truly ubiquitous.

Corbin Crowley grit his teeth in fury, turning back to press her into the beast skin blanket, "Now no one will disturb us."

As the words fell, they continue.

The night deepened, and the camp fell gradually silent.

Only within the depths of the dense forest, one particular spot was exceptionally noisy.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the tribe in the slave hut.

Chloe Callahan curled up in the corner, trembling all over.

A few beastmen surrounded her, greedily examining her exposed skin.

"Slaves should have the demeanor of slaves."

One beastman rudely yanked her hair, "Finally, we can have some meat, I’ve been starving."

"Indeed, good quality."

Another beastman slowly removed her beast skin skirt, lazily commenting, "Especially this skin, it’s so white it shines."

Chloe Callahan recoiled in horror, but was dragged over by someone.

"Please... spare me."

Her voice was hoarse as tears mixed with dirt slid down her face.

"Spare you?"

One of the beastmen sneered, "The Beast King said you’re the tribe’s slave, anyone can use you."

A rough hand brazenly reached out.

She finally understood what it meant to live a life worse than death.

...

In the distant shadows, Kian Sterling stood silently, ten snow-white fox tails glowing coldly in the moonlight.

He watched Chloe Callahan being dragged into the hut, hearing her cries from inside, a cold smirk curved his lips.

"Chloe Callahan, this is just the beginning."

He turned to leave, his fox tails swept across the ground, leaving no trace.

At the same time, a dark shadow quietly appeared, revealed under the moonlight to show a handsome and upright figure, precisely the long-missing Caleb Manning.

That day at the Beast King City Slave Camp, moved by his deep-seated obsession for Chloe Callahan, he recklessly charged his body into cub form.