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.
..
was supposed to be.
But he was scared when he saw the girl smacking her lips like she just enjoyed her meal.
Flare subconsciously took a couple of steps away from her as his fur stood straight with fright.
"Am I your dessert after your meal? What do you think of me?" He shrieked again.
Of course, Moana did not understand what he was screaming about but she had fun looking at his jumping figure. Her eyes shone with amusement as she giggled looking at him.
Estella on the other hand did not stop her daughter's endeavors but pursed her lips while her shoulders shook. It was very clear that she was trying her best to control her laughter but was failing miserably.
"Damn woman, stop laughing and hang a leash on your daughter," Flare scolded Estella, which she did not understand.