Chapter 65: Masked Len

(Sheea's POV)

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How to sort out my plans? How to sort out the things?

These two questions have been my biggest enemy since the day I came to know I transmigrated in this Beast world.

As far as I know, that severe battle where Kevi and Siri died is about to happen. Moreover, I haven't met with Siri yet! God knows how much heartbreaks my poor snaky is facing right now seeing his beloved making love with her mates.

[Author: Don't worry, Sheea. A certain green snake is swimming in the cool river water of the tribe boundary now. Guarding the enemies from entering, as per his saying.]

I have been wondering about how to sort out my plans for a while now. And only when did I see the muddy and sweaty appearances of my mates did I get it what am I missing!

It's the basic pen and paper. Without these two, how can I sort out my plans? I need to write my ideas somewhere, no?

So now, I'm beating the hell out of the dried leaves that had fallen on the ground (after trees shedded them) to make them into a pulp.

At first collect the leaves, then make them wet, then again go and find a suitable rock to use as a hammer, and then beat the hell out of those wet-dried leaves so that it can turn into millions of pieces. Then make a thin layers and spread them smoothly on the animal skin with convenient sizes under the sun to dry. (Since I just want the result, I'm not going with the sizes). And then after a day or two of getting a good sunlight, DUN DUN DUN. Our paper will be ready. But! But!

The next part is the major part. Separating the pages from the animal skin. If you don't applied the accurate energy to separate the two, one mistake and the whole work will be ruined.

Easy? Isn't it?

No! It's NOT! It's only easy to say!

It's so painful to work it out. Since, it's not the modern human world. Its THE LEGENDARY BEAST WORLD where you need to find suitable places to do the things.

If it was in the human world, I could have taken any utensil if my taste, and dump the leaves into it with water and converted them into a pulp.

But here, I'm beating the dried leaves after sprinkling water on them from the coconut shell bowls and beating them with the rock.

Boohoo! I want to cry. But no tears.

I really really want to curse the author and Sofia to death. Why did they only concentrated on food? What about the pens and papers? Huh?

"Umm.. Sheea, shall I also add these leaves into it?" said Kyle, pointing at the pulp I was making.

Add more leaves? Are you f*cking kidding me? Do I look like I can handle anymore? Huh? Huh?

And as much as I wanted to shout these words on him for talking sheer non-sense, I didn't. I atleast had the common sense to know that he's trying to help me and I shouldn't demotivate them. I just shook my head politely and pointed at my side where the others had dumped the collected dried leaves.

Exactly, others, meaning Kevi, Jemin, Len along with Kyle.

After those three went out to have a bath, I brought Jemin with me to collect the dried leaves since they could be found anywhere in the forest where the eyes could fall anytime.

And when Jemin asked me what I was looking for, I partly explained him about my need to make papers and pens since it's a necessary thing for me and it was always common for me and my 'tribe' to have them so that we can create new ideas and store them on papers.

So Jemin volunteered to help me. And when we got back to our 'home', others also asked about the dried leaves in our hands and Jemin explained them about my ideas and plans.

Then, all of them brought me water first in the coconut shells and then again went out to collect the leaves.

For now I have prepared only 4 sets of pulp and preparing another set at the moment which means by tomorrow I'll have 5 sheets or pages to use. And since, I'm too tired to 'beat', I'll be taking a break for today.

Five is good for now.

"Sheea, Sheea, let me handle it. You go and have your food now," said Jemin as he took the work of the last page making from the pulp from me and pushed me towards my others mates, who were roasting a big piece of meat in the 'kitchen' of the cave.

"Come Sheea, try my roasted meat. I'm not as good as Jemin, but am sure I'm not that bad either. I hope this can win your heart and let me mate with you today," said Len as he handed me the food and winked at me.

I raised one of my eyebrows at this lustful brat. Mate! Mate! Mate!

These beasts only think about mating from day to night and night to day.

Why are they called Shans instead of 'Third Legs'? This gender name sounds more appropriate.

"Hmph! Why don't you look at your meat yourself? Is this meat can even be called food? No wonder, Jemin wanted to hunt a lion today. This wild boar isn't good at all," Kevi scoffed at the side. And the way, his tail is sweeping the ground, I know that tonight, it's Len's turn to spend the night with me.

Afterall, I have become mates with Kyle, Kevi and Jemin by now. Only Len is left. But seriously saying, the comfort that I got with Kyle, Kevi and Jemin, I don't get that comfort with Len. It feels more like Len is like a onion, covered with layers after layers.

The one he's potraying at the moment isn't his actual self, but a mixture of Kyle and Jemin.

"Hmph! Just say that you're jealous of my stamina, Kevi. Afterall, as the next leader, you're lacking in it," Len said proudly as he puffed out his chest.

{A copy of Kyle.}

"Oh ho! If you have so much of energy left, why don't you go and collect more dry leaves? Sheea will be greatly pleased. Right Sheea?" Kyle said as he shifted towards me and a part of his body weight fell on me.

"Hmph! Let's see. Sheea will choose me at the end. Isn't it, Sheeea~" Len whined giving a terrifying goosebumps all over my body.

"Sit properly, Kyle. Sheea is still tired. And you too, Len and Kevi. Give her a break. Stop getting on my nerves," Jemin with his mascular upper body entered into my eyesight, like a leader of bandits, ordering his men to behave or he might cut their throats.

Ohhhh! This is the best scene ever. I hungrily took his view as he sat beside me pushing Len a little away.

"Sheea, why aren't you eating after one bite? Is it not to your liking?" Len asked and now I felt like he's copying Jemin. A authoritative yet caring one. His voice also changed from a whiny one to a matured one.

Ugh! It's been many days and only now did I realize this masked Len! Had my brain gone into a holiday tour a few days ago and returned today or what?!

"Sheea? What happened?" Jemin's voice broke my thoughts as I turned to him.

"No, nothing. It's just that can you... ummm... add the spices in your own way you did before? Umm... I liked it."

As my words fell from the mouth, I heard a heavy chuckle from Jemin which appeared so s*xy to me.

And God knows why am I blushing? I only said those words to test Len and see his reaction of denying him. But what the hell with this hot feeling on my cheeks?

And what's this?

"Kyle, Kevi, move aside a little. You're leaning too close to me," I said trying to push the two clingy wolves away from me.

Ugh! Why in this f*cking hot weather these two is leaning against me?

"Sheea~, I can also cook. Why did you never ask me to cook again for you but you asked Jemin?" Kyle whined as he rubbed against my arm.

"Sheea, you never asked me to do anything for you. I also want to do something for you. But I don't know where to start. Sheea, you like me, right?"

And I swear I had a sudden urge to slap their head away but I controlled. Still, I'm sitting near a fire, plus it's a hot weather and another plus, these two wolves.

Even if I know these two are jealous, but I'm a f*cking human here, not a cushion.

"Wait! Wait! Kevi! Kyle! Wait! Don't press me so much," I tried to free myself but my own voice didn't sound convincing to me. It sounded more like an urge to take me to bed.

[Jemin, help me.]

I screamed inwardly as I pleadingly looked at my mate who is utterly enjoying the situation and even pressing his lips together to stop his laughter from escaping his mouth. Seriously.

[No! I like to see you treat me in a special way. Let those b*stards be jealous.]

Jemin's voice travelled in my head. And I was so f*cking close to lose it.

Special way? What special way?

I just wanted to test Len.

Not to create trouble for me.

[Jemin, pleaseee. I'm feeling so uncomfortable and it's getting hard to breath.]

I whined like the Shashas in this world which I read in the novel and it actually worked.

"Kevi, Kyle, sit properly. Can't you see you're making her uncomfortable? If this goes on, I'll throw you out of the cave," Jemin's authoritative voice rang out and without another second, I felt free.

"I'm the next leader, here. How can you treat me like this?"

"This is my cave. D*mn it."

And even though the two muffled voices were soft, I heard them. And I'm sure, Jemin heard them too, but he kept his face neutral.

[Happy?]

[Yes, happy. Too happy.]

[Then, what am I getting in return?]

I looked at Jemin who handed me my food with a knowing, naughty smirk, when our eyes met. And God, I was so sure where he's heading too. But, hehe! I'm the player of the players, here.

[I'm so tired today. Even my hands are hurting so much. But don't worry, I'll give a beautiful gift tonight. And I'm sure you'll like it.]

[Gift? Huh? Sure. Even though, I wanted you as my reward, a gift from you is also good. I'll be waiting then.]

In reply, I just smiled trying to hide my blush in it, as his crooked smile was too much for my heart.

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(Third Person POV)

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Kyle and Kevi silently watched Jemin and their mate smiling at each other while chewing on their roasted meat.

Both of them were sure that Sheea and Jemin were using mate bonds to communicate with each other.

And even though they were jealous like hell, they could do nothing but watch and guard against Jemin if he wanted to take things to further than just flirting.

But no one saw the dark glint pointed at their back from their side. If they had noticed it, they could have seen how ugly the smile on Len's face had turned and how dark his eyes were at the moment.

"You're okay with everyone, isn't it Sheea? It's just that you're only uncomfortable with me, isn't? Good, very good, Sheea. Then, I guess I can only resolve to my methods to make you mine. And mine only, Sheea. Soon, I'll mark you as mine. Very soon."