The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day Chapter 216 - 202: Frenzied Beast

Chloe Callahan vomited until the sky spun, nearly throwing up the bile from her stomach.

Suddenly, she spotted a white shadow flickering past outside the straw hut.

She quickly looked over and noticed a Winged Tiger wolf cub standing outside the straw hut, its head and back covered in tiger stripes, wings on its back, and golden beast eyes dazedly staring at her.

"Is this a Winged Tiger cub?"

Chloe Callahan was montarily stunned, her expression sowhat dazed, and suddenly thought of the Winged Tiger Tribe, thought of Caleb Manning, and rembered everything there.

She carefully examined the Winged Tiger cub, feeling that those golden beast eyes were very familiar, much like Caleb Manning’s beastly form.

Just like a mini version of Caleb Manning.

The suddenly appearing Winged Tiger cub was indeed Caleb Manning, standing outside the straw hut, tilting its head, staring blankly at Chloe Callahan.

It didn’t know why it had to co here, enduring many hardships, crossing countless mountains and rivers, coming all the way here from The Wolf Tribe.

Just following its heart’s guidance here, as if sothing very important was waiting for it here.

It stared at Chloe Callahan for a long while, suddenly becoming agitated, its front paws repeatedly clawing at the dirt in front of it, grass mixed with soil flying everywhere.

A suppressed whimper escaped its throat, filled with unspeakable pain.

As if very heartbroken.

The rogue plug-in suddenly laughed bizarrely in Chloe Callahan’s mind: "Oh, isn’t this your foolish man Caleb Manning? For protecting you, he sacrificed himself, not only losing all his mories but now can’t even maintain human form. Look, even without mory he can sll the stench to find you."

"What?"

Chloe Callahan shivered violently, her eyes suddenly bright with astonishnt, her leaky teeth spraying blood foam: "Caleb Manning? Is it you, Caleb?"

She crawled and rolled out of the straw hut, trying to hug the cub form of Caleb Manning: "You’re here to take away, right? I knew it..."

The cub form of Caleb Manning was startled by her appearance, backing away with bristling fur, turned and darted into the Slave Camp.

Chloe Callahan hastily ran after it, inadvertently falling into a mud pit, her fingernails digging into the ground, crying so heartbreakingly: "Caleb, don’t run, I’m Chloe, your beloved Chloe, don’t you rember ..."

In the forest three hundred ters away from the Slave Camp, the cub form of Caleb Manning suddenly began rolling in pain.

The tiger stripes on its back turned blood red, fragnted mories exploded in its mind.

Those mory fragnts stirred its brain like sharp blades, appearing like a movie reel.

In the blazing flas, a female’s unconscious face, being surrounded by several powerful Beastn, the blood sacrifice ripping open its chest, finally sending Chloe Callahan away.

"Awooo——"

The shrill howl startled the night birds across the forest.

Its bones emitted a tooth-gritting creaking sound, humanoid contours vaguely appeared under the tiger-striped fur.

At that mont, Kian Sterling happened to pass over the Slave Camp on a Flying Beast.

Nine fox tails fluttered in the air, and he squinted his beautiful fox eyes, suddenly focusing on the figure rolling painfully in the forest.

The beast shape and human shape alternated.

"Stop!"

He waved his hand, signaling the Flying Beast to stop.

Yuri Ashwood imdiately halted the Flying Beast, seeing the Third Prince squinting towards the ground.

"Caleb Manning?"

Kian Sterling looked for a long while, finally recognizing, a chill finally creeping onto that perpetually smiling face.

This cub, supposed to be raised by Luna in The Wolf Tribe, surprisingly followed its instincts to find this place.

Still struggling to transform upon hearing Chloe Callahan’s cries.

"Ha... truly a deep-sea love, so touching."

His gentle voice was dripping with mockery.

Nine silver threads flickered from his fingertips, instantly binding the struggling, transforming cub Caleb Manning.

Kian Sterling hooked his fingers, and the struggling fur ball was lifted before the Flying Beast.

"It’s rare to et an old acquaintance..."

He grabbed the cub form of Caleb Manning by the scruff, noticed the dirt on its paws, and disgustedly tossed it to Yuri Ashwood beside him: "Clean it up."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yuri Ashwood reached out, took it, leapt off the Flying Beast, and found a water source to clean it thoroughly.

Returning, they saw the Third Prince thodically wiping his hands with a beast skin towel.

Kian Sterling wiped the last trace of dirt from his fingertips, casually tossing the beast skin towel, his eyes cold: "Let’s go."

Yuri Ashwood lifted the unconscious Caleb Manning onto his mount, the Nine-Winged Beast flapped its wings across the night sky, flying straight towards The Wolf Tribe.

Kian Sterling stood at the front of the Flying Beast’s back, secretly activating the companion imprint on his chest, but unfortunately to no avail.

"Hidden well, Luna."

He chuckled lightly, his fingertip suddenly stabbing into his heart, blood spreading along the phantom of the Nine-Tailed Fox behind him, yet crumbled abruptly upon touching a certain spot.