Chapter 20-21 Mate

The orc stands before us, greedily checking us out without even hiding it. Every nerve in my body is asking me to grab my knife and gouge out his eyes. I can't stand those perverted eyes.

The orc must have sensed the hostility in my eyes because he then started to grin like he finds something amusing.

“Well now. It seems like you’re about to bite, little cub.” The Orc King’s taunts make me want to bare my fangs at him. If Marian did not cling to me at that moment, I might have morphed into my wolf as I have almost forgotten about her.

“Belle.” She says, her voice shaking.

I stroke her on the head while still keeping an eye on the orc.

“Go.” I tell her. I can’t tell what kind of expression she was holding at that time, but I can feel her grip tightening. I move my hands to loosen her grip on my arm. “Head out first.”

“What do you—”

“I cannot deal with that ugly mug of a face if you are here, Marian.” I don’t want to make it sound like I am insulting her, but if I want to