Cultivator, Let's Mate?
She is the daughter of the Alpha. Growing up under the love and care of her family, she was ready to look after her pack in the future. And he is… Umm, he is a what? She doesn’t know. What she knows is that he is not a wolf like herself. Yet she could sense something from him. What is it? She doesn’t know. Surprisingly enough, the Moon Goddess declared him as her mate. If he was her mate, shouldn’t she feel love towards him? Then why is it that every time she faces him, she would feel…. Hungry? ‘Don’t drool. He is your mate,’ She had to remind herself a number of times. As if the mysteries around him were not enough to confuse her, one day she saw him sitting under a tree and… what was he doing? ‘Cultivating? What is that?’ She tilted her head in confusion.
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him a deadpan expression as he calmly commented, "Look at your hair."
The old man blinked his eyes and lowered his eyes to glance at his beard. Then he used his hands to bring forwards his long hair that was freely dancing backwards along with the wild winds around to look at it.
All he could see was shiny white which sparkled with the help of his high level of cultivation.
He then looked back at the little kit who appeared nonchalant about everything but somehow the old man could see the words in his eyes, 'Do you understand what I was saying?'
The old man gritted his teeth as he felt humiliated in front of this kid.
He immediately closed his eyes and sat in the lotus position.
Flare squinted his eyes as he suddenly felt something change around the old man.
The breathing of the old man changed as the frequency at which he took in the air turned rapid yet somehow relaxed.