"Before I let you go," Vincent stated, "you'll have to offer sothing in return."
Lucas furrowed his brow in confusion. "What do you want? Why don't you just tell us?"
A sly smile played on Vincent's lips at Lucas's question, but then Kyra spoke up.
"I heard you want to make a tribe that fits your ways and habits" she said, watching his reaction closely. When she saw his attention on her, she went on "I can help with that."
Vincent looked at her skeptically. He didn't think she could actually help him. He had found out that Lucas was part of the Silver Wolf tribe, they had connections and knowledge in Beastcity. He wanted Lucas's help, not Kyra's.
Building their tribe required assistance. They lacked knowledge about materials and construction, having lived as ferals. Vincent's group could do the labor, but they needed direction. If he could enlist Lucas's aid in tribe-building, it would benefit them both.
Because he has dug up information about this wolf, he knows that the wolf was from the Silver Wolf tribe, which was well-known. They also have a connection with Beastcity.
And they also offer to help them anyti they want, in any situation like attacks, disasters.
Lucas glanced at Kyra and squeezed her hand. "Kyra! How can you help him? Don't worry, I'll ask Partrich for assistance."
Vincent was now a little interested in how Kyra could help him."You think you can help ? How?" he inquired.
"I can sketch out a plan and blueprint for you, and find land suitable for snakes," she said confidently.
"You can do that?" Vincent looked serious, and Lucas looked surprised.
"Yeah, I can draw a plan right now! But you have to let us go," Kyra said. She missed Lucas's cozy cottage; she felt safe there, unlike in this situation.
As for the plan, she had overheard so people talking about it when they gathered yesterday. So when Vincent asked for sothing, she offered to help.
"Alright, but if I don't find it satisfactory, you're staying right here with us, becoming a mber of our soon-to-be Snake tribe," Vincent declared, his gaze intense as he locked eyes with her.
"That ain't happening 'cause I trust Kyra," Lucas declared, shooting a glare at Vincent. He wouldn't allow Kyra to beco a mber of the Snake tribe.
***
anwhile, in Emma's room, she paced anxiously, consud by stress. She couldn't understand why Vincent hadn't co to punish her again. Various thoughts raced through her mind, attempting to decipher his intentions.
"Don't worry, Emma. Nothing will harm you. I'm here for you," Remy, the sa male whom Emma had previously pushed away from her bed, reassured her, embracing her from behind. His voice carried a soothing warmth, although his expression remained neutral.
"Remy, despite how terribly I treated you, you're the only one who has been helpful in this situation. Once everything improves, I promise to lay an egg for you during my next heat," Emma uttered, turning around to hold him tightly.
A smile graced Remy's face, his dark eyes growing even deeper in their intensity. "Emma, hearing those words makes incredibly happy. You have no idea how deeply I love you," he confessed.
Emma, upon hearing his declaration, felt a surge of emotion. It seed that Remy truly loved her, and she realized that she, too, had developed feelings for this male.
Little did she know...
"Emma, I can't see you punished or grounded," he spoke again.
"Awwwwwuuuu... too, I don't want to be punished," she cried, hitting his chest.
While he held her tightly, he thought, 'Soon, Emma, soon. You killed my love. I will do sothing you never imagined in your entire life.'
His eyes beca teary as he thought of his lifeless body lying on the ground.
Emma saw him crying, thinking it was for her.
However, she will never know he was involved in sothing that could destroy the whole world.
****
"Alright, can the two of you please leave? I need to take a bath. I'm not feeling well," Kyra asserted, observing the intense glares exchanged between Lucas and Vincent.
Upon hearing this, their attention swiftly shifted towards Kyra, their expressions filled with concern.
"Are you alright, female?" Vincent asked, awkwardly breaking the tension.
"I'll go and fetch a healer," Lucas chid in, about to rush outside. However, Kyra tugged him back gently.
"I'm fine, Lucas. I just need a bath. I'm feeling sweaty," Kyra reassured him. A blush colored Lucas's face as he rembered his attempt to change her clothes. Sadly, she was already wearing an undergarnt. He simply wiped her body with a damp cloth and changed her into new clothes.
"After you've showered, et in my room," Vincent stated, walking away from the scene.
Lost in her thoughts, Kyra paid no attention to his words, as Lucas stood there, his eyes widening with realisation....
His room? Why doesn't he have a study room?
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