The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 332 - 268: Hatred

Corbin looked down at Luna Sutton, remembering the pleasant moment that had suddenly been interrupted. With a sweep of his long arm, he picked her up in his embrace, his voice low and husky, "Luna, the night is deep, it’s time for us to return."

With that, he lifted his foot and headed towards the carefully prepared "love nest" within the dense forest.

Luna Sutton wrapped her arms around his neck, her face slightly flushed. How could she not understand what he intended to do?

She gave him a playful glare but didn’t struggle, letting him carry her.

After all, it wasn’t the first time, and she quite enjoyed it.

Corbin wasn’t annoyed by her glare; instead, a low laugh escaped his throat, and his pace quickened.

The other beast husbands watched the two leaving, and a sense of jealousy arose simultaneously in their hearts.

Yet, they understood that tonight belonged to Corbin.

Meanwhile, Corbin had already carried Luna Sutton back to the "love nest" deep within the forest, his silver eyes swirling with lingering desire.

His fingertips brushed over her lush red lips, his voice hoarse, "Shall we continue?"

Luna Sutton looked up at him, catching a glimpse of the flattened grass, and suddenly remembered Soren Phoenix’s words: "You’ve flattened a whole patch of flowers and grass." Her face grew even redder, as if set on fire.

Not knowing if she was embarrassed or angry, she couldn’t help but nudge him lightly on the chest, cooing, "It’s all your fault for being so noisy."

Corbin’s silver eyes swept over the flattened flowers and grass around the beast skin blanket, a low chuckle rolling from his throat as he wrapped her snugly, "This spot is secluded. Unless someone deliberately comes here to peek, the noise won’t reach the tribe."

Before he finished speaking, from afar, Malachi’s envious voice came from the treetops, "That damn bird-man Corbin loves peeping at others at night. Let’s climb up the branches and watch him."

Soren Phoenix’s fiery red feather robe fluttered in the night, laughing flamboyantly, "That’s a good idea. Besides, the night is long, and we have nothing better to do. Might as well enjoy the show."

With a light chuckle, he flashed and took the best spot on a tree branch, not forgetting to call the others, "Come on, this spot is perfect. You won’t miss any exciting moments."

Malachi’s mouth twitched, truly, this flashy phoenix is keen on such matters.

Yet, he said nothing, swiftly jumping onto another branch, ready for the show.

Zeke, Rhys, and Kian Sterling all twitched their mouths.

Though spying wasn’t quite right.

Thinking back to when it was their turn, Corbin often did such things. For whatever reason, they each found a branch, ready to watch.

Zeke hid among the dense leaves of an ancient tree, his emerald eyes narrowing slightly.

The shame of being tricked by Corbin last time was still fresh.

That bastard said Luna liked gentleness and was afraid of pain.

But that night, Luna looked dissatisfied and almost walked away midway.

Malachi had laughed at him about it for a long time, saying he wasn’t capable, and so on...

"Damn bird-man, tonight I’ll see what you’re capable of."

Zeke unconsciously crushed a leaf between his fingers, scoffing inwardly.

Not far away, on an ancient tree, Malachi crouched on a branch, his wild face full of excitement, "Look, Corbin pinned Luna down on the beast skin!"

Soren Phoenix’s fiery red feather robe draped from the branch, his peach blossom eyes glistening, "Tsk tsk, that bastard has gotten quite adept."

Kian was about to speak when he suddenly fell silent.

Because Corbin suddenly looked up, his silver eyes accurately locking onto their hiding spot.

In the moonlight, the third eye on his forehead slowly opened, countless ice crystals forming arrows in the air.

"Scram."

With this word, a flurry of ice arrows whistled towards the ancient trees hiding people.

"Fuck!"

Malachi was the first to jump off the branch to dodge, "Corbin, you son of a..."

Mael Valerius leaned lazily on the farthest treetop, his dark golden eyes full of derision, "Serves you right."

...

Meanwhile, Caleb Manning was galloping under the moonlight, carrying Chloe Callahan on his back.

"Caleb..."

Chloe Callahan lay on his back, suddenly grasping his fur, tearful eyes looking at him, "Will you really be her guardian for life?"

She was referring to Luna Sutton.

In his White Tiger form, Caleb Manning paused slightly, his golden eyes flashing with pain, "Naturally."

"And what about me?"

Chloe Callahan’s voice suddenly turned sharp, "You promised you would always protect me!"

Caleb reverted to his human form, gently setting her down, the whip marks on his back were shocking, yet he didn’t care, looking seriously at Chloe Callahan, "I’ll first take you back to the Winged Tiger Tribe."

"No, don’t leave me. You’re all I have now."

Chloe Callahan couldn’t accept this result, she pounced into his arms, crying miserably, her watery eyes full of resentment and pleading.

In the shadows, Caelan Phoenix squinted his cloudy old eyes, "This little female is quite the actress."

Lian Phoenix lowered his voice, "She’s like a post-autumn locust; won’t live long. We just need to follow the master’s orders."

Seeing Caleb Manning unmoved, determined to guard Luna Sutton, Chloe Callahan’s eyes were filled with hatred, the "slave" mark on her left cheek especially jarring and twisted in the moonlight.

Suddenly, she pounded Caleb Manning’s chest like a madwoman, "You’re my beast husband, why do you have to protect that bitch?"

Caleb Manning gazed at her twisted face, and the glaring "slave" word on her left cheek, suddenly grabbing her chin, his voice terrifyingly hoarse, "Chloe, do you know why Silas suddenly went to the Slave Camp? I deliberately led him there, just to use his hand to save you from there."

Chloe Callahan was instantly stunned.

She hadn’t known that Silas was led there by Caleb; she thought Silas had simply wanted to pick some slaves, which prompted his sudden arrival at the Slave Camp.

"You managed to seduce Silas and leave the Slave Camp. I thought you’d live a good life with him, but you found him too weak and quickly turned to Nolan Sterling."

Caleb Manning released her, his golden eyes roiling with endless pain. "I was standing outside the window back then, witnessing you and Nolan Sterling entwined in the side hall, just as enchanting as when you were beneath me before..."

His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing mercilessly into Chloe Callahan’s heart.

Her face turned pale, her lips trembling: "You... you saw it all?"

Caleb Manning’s golden eyes were as deep and somber as an abyss, his voice hoarse: "Not just once. I also heard with my own ears how you conspired to poison the Old Beast King, attempting to force the throne."

Chloe Callahan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, collapsing to the ground.

She thought what she did was hidden from the world, little did she know it was all witnessed by Caleb Manning.

"Caleb..."

She suddenly lunged forward to hug his legs, tears streaming down like rain, "I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong! I was forced, Nolan, he threatened me..."

Caleb looked down at her, his eyes filled with pain and struggle.

How could he not know Chloe was lying?

But even so, he couldn’t bring himself to abandon her heartlessly.

"Chloe."

He gently pried her hands off, "I will send you back to the Winged Tiger Tribe, and after that... we’re even."

"No!"

Chloe Callahan screamed hysterically, "You can’t do this to me, I am your mate, you said you would protect me forever!"

In the shadows, Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix exchanged a glance, a smirk in each other’s eyes.

Caleb Manning ignored Chloe Callahan’s cries, transformed into his White Tiger form, and carried her off to continue the journey.

Chloe Callahan struggled in his mouth, her voice piercing, "Caleb, you will regret this. That wicked female is not worth your protection. If she dares take you away, I’ll make her pay the price..."

The White Tiger-shaped Caleb Manning hesitated slightly, a glint of coldness flashed in his golden tiger eyes, but he ultimately didn’t stop.

...

Three days later, the Winged Tiger Tribe.

Pearl Vance was washing beast skins by the river when she suddenly heard the cries of the clansmen.

"It’s Master Caleb, Master Caleb has returned!"

She looked up sharply and indeed saw a majestic White Tiger emerge from the forest, carrying a female in its mouth.

Pearl Vance’s eyes lit up instantly, she put down the half-washed beast skin clothing, and hurried over.

Back then, she had secretly pushed Chloe Callahan off a cliff, happy that the vile female had finally died and her great revenge was fulfilled.

Little did she know that Caleb Manning too disappeared shortly after, the clan leader sent people searching everywhere but to no avail.

Of course, she was immensely worried.

Pearl Vance, though hating Caleb, hated Caleb for the way he hurt her in his past life for Chloe Callahan.

But that didn’t mean she didn’t love him, even reincarnating once didn’t change the love she harbored deep in her heart for him.

On the contrary, with her rebirth, that love grew deeper, a mix of love and hate, extremely complicated.

Pearl Vance’s steps suddenly paused, staring dazedly over there.

She recognized the face of the female Caleb held in his mouth.

Chloe Callahan?

Wasn’t she dead? How did she come back alive?

It seems she wasn’t dead, and Caleb found her and brought her back.

Pearl Vance’s fingernails dug deeply into her palm, then she suddenly smiled, a smile eerie and bone-chilling.

Not dead doesn’t matter, then we’ll continue battling.

One day, I’ll kill you again.

Let’s see how many lives you have left to live.

Sunlight spilled onto her exquisite face, a sinister smile on her lips.

She watched as Caleb laid Chloe Callahan gently on the ground, the tenderness in his movements glaring.

"Brother Caleb."

Pearl Vance stepped forward, her voice tender, "You’ve finally returned."

Caleb Manning looked at Pearl Vance, nodding slightly: "Pearl, I’ll trouble you to look after her from now on. Also, the Slave Mark on her face, I’d like you to find a way to remove it for her. Of course, if there’s no way, I won’t blame you, just take care of her."

Pearl Vance, reborn, didn’t stir up trouble, instead, she used knowledge from her past life to change the tribe. Not only was she well-liked, but she was also regarded as the Beast God Envoy by the Winged Tiger Tribe, of high status.

"Don’t worry, brother Caleb."

Pearl Vance’s fingertips gently brushed over the "slave" mark on Chloe Callahan’s face, her smile extremely gentle: "I’ll ’take good care of’ Sister Aria, and also try to help her remove the Slave Mark."

Her fingertips were cold, Chloe Callahan trembled involuntarily.

She couldn’t forget it was Pearl Vance who pushed her off the cliff before.

Caleb Manning actually let this venomous woman take care of her, what on earth was he thinking?

Caleb Manning didn’t notice the undercurrent between the two, gave Pearl Vance a long look, "Thank you."

Then he turned and transformed into a White Tiger, leaping into the forest, disappearing from sight.

He was going to the Wolf Tribe, to fulfill his promise to Luna Sutton.

Chloe Callahan’s heart panicked, she wanted to speak up to stop him, but found Caleb Manning had already disappeared.

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