Chapter 63: The Alpha’s New Obsession With Being Cute
After eating their fish and taking a slow, cautious walk back, Selka and Nuan finally made it back to the pack clearing. On the way, Selka had learned that this strange "monthly cleansing" lasted about five to seven days.
The moment they stepped into the camp, Selka took charge.
She proudly shared the story of Nuan shooting the invading cougar right out of the sky to establish her fierce reputation, and then she loudly declared to the pack that the Witch was to be strictly honored for the next few days.
She was not to be disturbed, involved in hunts, or tasked with any physical activity as she rested for her upcoming clan blood-mark ritual.
Wow, Miss Selka is so incredibly kind! Nuan thought, feeling deeply grateful.
[ Host, you are supposed to be collecting mates, not the mate’s mother. ]
Ehh, shut up, Blue Buddy! Look at her, she is a total girl’s girl! She is so understanding, smart, and kind to me, Nuan snapped back in her mind.
[ Host!!! You have to collect MALE mates! ]
[ I did background research on you before the transmigration. You were strictly straight on Earth. Did your biology change upon entering this world? ]
No!! Stop saying bullshit! I am still straight as hell!
[ Then please collect a mate, Host. ]
Why do you care so much? Nuan huffed.
[ My professional reputation is completely doomed among the other systems in the network. ]
Ehh? You guys have a whole cult going on over there?
[ Host, we are not a cult!! We give people on Earth a second life so they can live it fully! ]
Well, I am going to live my life fully in this jungle entirely on my own terms once I have completely healed my ankle, so shut the fuck up, Blue Buddy!
[ Host does not care for me at all... ]
The blue system screen instantly flashed a giant, dramatic sobbing emoji with white animated tear lines flowing down the sides.
( T ^ T )
Stop the emotional drama and let me just sleep, Nuan thought, sweeping the floating screen away with a flick of her wrist.
Exhausted, bloated, and entirely done with the day, she rolled herself back into a tight human-burrito inside her clean elephant blanket, snuggled deep into the shadows of Kael’s den, and immediately fell fast asleep.
(Next Day)
Sleeping inside her cozy blanket burrito, Nuan did a quick mental calculation.
Let’s see... I had to swap out two more pads during the middle of the night. Hmm, that leaves me with exactly three remaining.
She let out a groggy sigh, fully waking up to the dim morning light filtering into the den.
She rolled her head over and looked at Kael, who had apparently spent the entire night sleeping right beside her makeshift nest. She remembered waking up twice in the dark, and both times, his large, warm presence had been right there like an overprotective guard dog.
"Kael, why the hell are you sleeping right here?" Nuan asked, reaching out with her uninjured hand to shake his good shoulder gently.
"To walk out with you... if you wake up," Kael mumbled in a thick, half-asleep rumble, his heavy eyelids fluttering open.
"But I’m wrapped in a thick, protective layer of a blanket burrito," Nuan pointed out, shifting her weight. "You should have just slept on your own sand bed. You’re going to make your shoulder aches worse... Nngh." She slowly began rolling sideways to unwrap herself from the heavy fabric.
"No. I want to stay near you," Kael insisted stubbornly. He instantly scooted closer across the dirt floor, his thick silver tail giving a lazy thump.
Before she could even sit up, he leaned his head forward, his tongue slipping out to deliver a giant, affectionate wake-up lick right to her cheek.
"Ah! No!" Nuan reacted with lightning speed, thrusting both of her hands up like a shield right in front of his face.
Slurp.
Kael’s wet tongue swiped cleanly across her herb-wrapped palm and her good hand instead.
"Ackk!!! Gross! So sticky!!! Kael!!!" Nuan hissed, pulling her hands back and violently shaking the thick saliva off her skin.
Undeterred by her rejection, Kael leaned right back in, his tongue drawing back out for a secondary attack aimed straight for her face.
Nuan instinctively leaned as far back as her aching waist would allow, holding her breath tightly and shutting her eyes completely closed, bracing for the wet impact.
But the slimy onslaught never came.
Kael stopped for a second, his eyes tracking her completely tense, un-welcoming expression.
Feeling a bit chastised, he pulled his tongue back in. Instead, he leaned down very gently, pressed his warm, lips softly against her cheek in a tender, human-like kiss, and slowly pulled his head back.
Nuan blinked her eyes open, letting out the breath she’d been holding. She stared at him in utter disbelief, her hands frozen mid-air.
"Eh? Eh?? You... you did what just now?" She touched her cheek where his lips had just rested. "Okay, wow... that was actually very cute of you. Not that I approve of you doing it without my explicit consent, though!"
The second the word cute left her lips, Kael’s ears stood completely straight up. His tail, which had been resting idly in the dirt, instantly started wiggling happily like a frantic propeller. The secret mission was working!
"I am cute!" he declared proudly, puffing out his massive chest with absolute, unshakable confidence.
"Ah... well, yeah," Nuan murmured skeptically, watching his goofy, proud expression.
Seriously, what the hell is up with him lately? she thought to herself, her logic trying to solve the puzzle. Why is bloodthirsty Alpha suddenly so obsessed with talking about being cute? Did he catch some weird jungle parasite, or is he just genuinely losing his mind?
"Where did you learn how to do that?" Nuan asked, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously.
Kael blinked his massive silver eyes, looking genuinely clueless. "What?"
"This... this kiss!"
"What is a ’kiss’?" Kael asked, his ears tilting to the side.
Nuan let out a defeated huff. "Just now, what you did with your nose and mouth! Pressing them gently against someone or something—that is called a kiss!"
"I see... so it is a kiss," Kael repeated the new vocabulary word, a slow, proud smirk forming on his face. "I saw you doing it to those weird things you make in the morning."
Nuan froze, her mind instantly flashing back to her daily early morning crafting sessions. Oh... my woode made goods. I literally kiss everything after all its 2 hours heavy work with just my knife no other tools, Thank god I didn’t kiss my leather panties or he might have developed a new fetish.
A deep, embarrassed blush immediately rushed to her face. She cleared her throat loudly, turning away from his overly observant gaze. "Oh... I see..."
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