The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 330 - 267: Fate’s Blessing

Luna Sutton looked at him with deep eyes, unconsciously rubbing the cloak draped over her shoulders.

She recalled the scene when she first found Snowy, when he was so weak and needed her protection to survive.

Now he has become a powerful White Tiger, yet pleads for a woman who betrayed him. What an irony.

"Snowy," she suddenly chuckled, her gaze fixated on him, "Do you remember what I said when I found you in the bushes?"

Caleb Manning’s body stiffened; that night he had been beaten into regression as a cub, stumbling to the Cliffbottom Salt Lake, filthy and wounded, curled up in the bushes...

Cold and hungry, bullied by wild beasts, he thought he would die like that.

Luna Sutton suddenly appeared, gently picked him up from the bushes, cleaned the debris off him, and healed his wounds with her powers...

She mumbled to herself as she carried him to the stream to wash, "Alright, considering you’re so pitiful and loyal, I’ll be merciful and save you this time!"

As his wounds healed, his body gradually relaxed, and he couldn’t help but lean dependently against her palm, which made her laugh incessantly.

Then, she prodded his head with her snow-white fingers, her voice chiming like silver bells, "Don’t think you can fool me like this. I’m vengeful, you know. And you better behave yourself in the future, don’t cause me trouble. If you dare to repay kindness with enmity, see how I’ll beat you to death~"

"I remember," he swallowed, "but Chloe..."

"She killed my father king."

Kian Sterling suddenly interrupted, his tail flickering coldly in the moonlight, "And caused Luna and me to be chased for thousands of miles."

Rhys Blackwood interjected abruptly, "The Salt Lake."

Those two words made Caleb Manning’s face change dramatically.

Of course he knew what exposing The Salt Lake meant—that was the disaster of annihilation.

Otherwise, that night, Corbin Crowley and the others wouldn’t have gone back on their word to hunt him down into the night.

He remembered that night—Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus descended like death reapers, cornering him.

If he hadn’t used a blood sacrifice, he would have long been a corpse.

Chloe Callahan clutched Caleb Manning’s arm fearfully, pleading pitifully, "Caleb, The Old Beast King’s death, I was forced! Nolan Sterling made me do all that."

She turned to Luna Sutton, tears falling instantly, "Sister Cynthia, I didn’t mean to expose The Salt Lake, or to get you hunted down, I just..."

"Slap!"

A loud slap landed on her face.

Luna Sutton shook her slightly numb hand, "This slap is for Snowy."

Caleb Manning froze.

"You risked a blood sacrifice to protect her? And her? Did she ever care about your life from the start? When you were beaten into regression as a cub, on the verge of death, did she even think of you? Don’t tell me she couldn’t or didn’t know. She was rescued by Nolan Sterling at that time, the two were flirting happily."

Luna Sutton’s fingertips suddenly sprouted green vines, "The second strike is for the dead Old Beast King—"

The vine whipped fiercely across Chloe Callahan’s back, instantly splitting the skin.

"The third strike is for the dead clansmen of The Wolf Tribe..."

As the third whip struck down, Caleb Manning suddenly raised his hand to grasp the vine.

Blood dripped from his palm, his golden eyes dark as a depth, "Enough."

Corbin Crowley’s Ice Blade instantly hovered at his throat, "Seeking death?"

Caleb Manning released the vine, suddenly letting go of Chloe Callahan, and kneeled on one knee before Luna Sutton, "I am willing to use my life to exchange for her survival."

The room fell silent.

Luna Sutton squinted her eyes, she did indeed esteem Caleb Manning’s competence and admired his loyalty.

Such a man is truly rare.

But unfortunately...

"Your life isn’t worth much."

Zeke Veridian suddenly said coldly, "Unless..."

His emerald eyes swept over Caleb Manning, "You exchange your entire Winged Tiger Tribe."

"No!"

Caleb Manning lifted his head sharply; The Winged Tiger Tribe was the home he had protected since childhood.

Malachi Arcanus sneered, "Then get lost!"

Netherworld Dark Fire ignited in his palm.

"Cynthia, I know Chloe did a lot wrong, and I can’t defend her. But to watch her die before my eyes, I can’t do that. Even though I know she’s utterly disgraceful, from the moment I fell in love with her, my heart lost its own will."

Caleb Manning placed his hand over his heart, his golden eyes filled with pain, "It hurts so much here, so much, and I desperately want to leave her, ignore her, not care about her life or death, but I truly can’t..."

He looked up at Luna Sutton, his gaze exceedingly complicated, "I am willing to use the rest of my life to atone for her. As long as you spare her, I...I am willing to join The Wolf Tribe, become your Guardian, forever protect your safety until I die."