The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 89: If You Don’t Want to Die, Stay Away

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: If You Don’t Want to Die, Stay Away

The water of Umbraflow in the night is terribly cold, but Corbin Crowley’s body is burning with heat; when the icy river washes over his skin, there’s an indescribable refreshing sensation.

He first washes himself, and after finishing doesn’t put on the beast skin, instead remaining bare as he helps Luna Sutton to wash.

His movements are gentle and meticulous, washing her entire body.

He suddenly realizes, although this chubby woman is fleshy, her feeling is fantastic, and the wonder of it is beyond words.

Previously, he didn’t understand why the males of the tribe so love mating with females.

Having experienced it firsthand now, he really can’t stop.

His gaze inadvertently falls on her fair skin, covered in marks he left, shocking to see.

His eyes deepen, his Adam’s apple moves up and down, and his inner turmoil begins again.

Especially since Luna Sutton is currently in heat, constantly emitting that special scent, which assaults his nostrils.

Damn it, clearly just now...

He places Luna Sutton on the grass by the river, wanting to continue, yet hesitates.

This chubby woman’s physical condition really is poor; if they continue, it could be lethal.

If Luna Sutton were awake now and knew what he was thinking, she’d definitely spit at him.

Stupid man, not even considering how long it’s been; from shortly after dark until the moon’s high in the sky, several hours at least, even if made of iron couldn’t endure it.

The sound of Umbraflow water gurgles, accompanied by distant insect chirps, forming a unique nocturne.

Corbin Crowley looks at the Luna Sutton asleep beneath him, his expression unprecedentedly complex.

This female, although previously detestable.

Yet now she evokes an indescribable feeling.

He sighs lightly, ultimately decides not to continue.

Gets up to put on the beast skin, searches for a while but can’t find it, only to discover that their beast skins were thrown into the woods.

His mouth twitches several times, just about to carry Luna Sutton back to the woods to find their beast skin skirts.

Suddenly feels something approaching, his silver eyes squint instantly.

He raises his eyes and sees that several beastmen originally sitting by the fire roasting meat have come over at some point.

Squatting not far from Umbraflow now, in their original forms, wolf eyes glowing with glaring red light in the dark night, tails swishing, greedily staring here.

Evidently, attracted by the unique scent emanating from Luna Sutton, unable to control themselves.

His face darkens instantly, silver eyes flash dangerously, his voice cold and fierce: "Get lost if you don’t want to die..." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The beastmen are startled by his cold, fierce voice, suddenly sober up, quickly retreat with tails between their legs.

Finn Arcanus and Yuri Ashwood, sitting by the fire, notice the situation here and their mouths twitch, cursing those fools deservedly.

Approaching at this time is simply asking for death.

Corbin Crowley’s dominance is almost famous throughout The Wolf Tribe, everyone knows it.

His possessions can’t tolerate others coveting them, let alone his female.

At Umbraflow’s edge, seeing the beastmen fleeing in disarray, Corbin Crowley’s face finally looks better.

He lowers eyes to the Luna Sutton in his arms, brows tightly knit.

This chubby woman’s scent in heat is so intense, easily attracting male beastmen.

Seems like they have to camp out in the woods tonight.

He carries her back to the woods, places her on the big rock they stayed on before.

Glances at the scattered beast skin skirt on the ground, bends to pick it up, and wraps it around himself.

Luna Sutton’s beast skin skirt is also nearby, scattered around are bra and panties.

However, the bra and panties have been torn apart, clearly unwearable.

Corbin Crowley casts a glance but doesn’t care, anyway with the beast skin skirt worn outside, whether those are worn or not doesn’t matter.

He picks up Luna Sutton’s beast skin skirt, shakes off the dust on it, and just lays it on her stomach at the big rock.

Although the action is rough, his eyes rarely reveal a hint of tenderness.

After doing all this, he carries Luna Sutton back to the cave where they stayed last night.

It’s not far, just a few steps away.

He places her on the dry grass he laid last night, still draping the beast skin skirt over her stomach.

Corbin Crowley lights a fire in the center of the cave, just sits there.

Intending to stay here for the next few days, wait for the chubby woman’s heat to pass, then return to the tribe.

Also, it’s a chance to dry more salt from The Salt Lake during this period.

Quinn Morgan is already captured, the leader’s task is already completed.

Whether he goes back a few days early or late doesn’t make any difference.

Late into the night, the fire in the cave flickering, adding warmth to the dim space.

Corbin Crowley sits by the fire, his gaze occasionally falling on Luna Sutton lying in the haystack.

She is still in slumber, her round face in the firelight appearing extraordinarily serene and peaceful.

Corbin Crowley just stares at her, closely scrutinizing her face, his gaze landing on her dainty, exquisite alabaster nose.

Seeing her nose, he is instantly dumbfounded.

He remembers this chubby woman’s nose was flat and collapsed, nostrils upward, exceptionally ugly.

So ugly he had thought of slicing it with a bone knife.

Why does it look completely different now, distinctly refined and pretty, always improving the whole face’s appearance?

He leans closer to her, stares at her nose, can’t help but gently pinch it, expression thoughtful.

He is sure the chubby woman’s nose was definitely not like this originally.

Why did it suddenly become refined and pretty?

Corbin Crowley frowns deeply, thinks for a long time unable to figure it out, only feels the female before him is like a mystery, seemingly possessing unknown secrets.

As for what that secret is, he does not know.

Although having many doubts in his heart, he does not delve deeper.

After all, everyone has their own secrets.

Even though he is Luna Sutton’s beast husband, he is unwilling to delve into everything.

As long as she remains like this, does not return to her former self, accepting her is not impossible, no matter how many unknowns she has.

Thus, the night passes by, and upon the next morning, Luna Sutton slowly awakens, the cave light piercing in, slightly stinging her eyes, hard to open them.

She raises a hand to block the light, waits to adjust, then slowly opens her eyes to see the cave roof.

Luna Sutton blinks a few times, feeling somewhat disoriented, certain images from the night before springing to mind, her face instantly flushing with embarrassment.

Stupid man is really too much.

Despite her saying no, he simply ignored her, like a ravenous wolf, hurting her to death.

In the end, she just couldn’t take it and passed out, knowing nothing of what happened afterward.

However, looking at things now, it seems the stupid man brought her back to the cave.

At least he has a conscience.

Luna Sutton now feels uncomfortable all over, as if run over by a car, everything aches.

Especially a certain part...

Silently curses the stupid man a thousand times in her heart.

She struggles to sit up, looks down, only to find herself not a stitch on, except for a beast skin covering her stomach.

The beast skin skirt is what she originally wore, but her bra and underwear are missing.

Thinking she’s still in her period, without panties, how’s she going to manage her pad?

Looks down to see the dry grass under her stained red in large patches.

Her mouth twitches hard, thankful no one sees now.

Initially wanting the stupid man to find her some underwear.

Glancing around, discovers Corbin Crowley is nowhere in the cave, doesn’t know where he went.