Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 119: My legs have gone numb

Okay, so I’ve never been thankful for this guy’s interference, but for once, I was a tiny, little bit glad that he was such a jerk.

"This is the living room." Ki-hoon said to him.

"Yeah, and so?" Seo-Jun snorted back.

"It’s not where we eat." He said and turned around fully to face Seo-Jun. "The dining table is over there. Go there, if you want to eat and mind your fucking business."

My mouth widened in shock. I did not see that coming. Did Ki-hoon just... Swear at Seo-Jun? He just swore, right? I didn’t mishear.

"Hah," Seo-Jun’s lips tilted up in an angry scoff. "I’d really like to do so fucking, for real." He said and glanced at . "But it’s too bad that the only hole I need isn’t available for use."

This caused Ki-hoon and Min-Cheol’s eyes to widen in disdain, and I could almost feel the fire burning from them.

They hated it a lot when Seo-Jun talked like that about . And even more so when he looked at with those eyes and licked his lips.

"Take your eyes off." Ki-hoon demanded with a tone that sounded forced and suppressed at the sa ti. He clenched his fists, veins crawling up his neck, and his eyes raging in disgust.

"Why should I?" Seo-Jun asked and folded his arms. "I have every right to look at him, just as you do. So, however I choose to look at him is my business."

His words were ant to provoke Ki-hoon. I don’t know what he wanted to do or what he planned to achieve by provoking Ki-hoon, but it was honestly pathetic of him.

"Hyung," I called. "I think we should go eat Lunch now." I said, and Seo-Jun twisted his lips while looking at him.

Yeah, I’m going to interrupt your plans from now on, so make sure to feel the burn properly.

Ki-hoon exhaled, letting out the anger in his heart, and released his clenched fists.

"Yes, you are right." He said to . "Let’s go eat now before it gets cold."

"Tch!" Seo-Jun turned around and started heading for the dining table.

"Little Min," I called. "You can’t keep acting like this." I said to him, but he just didn’t want to let go.

"I know, Hyung." He said. "But I can’t."

"Why?" I asked, and he looked at with teary eyes.

"My legs have gone numb."

His words struck , and I looked at his position. He was kneeling. Did his legs go numb from kneeling for a short ti? How weak was he?

Even I wouldn’t go numb from kneeling, and I was weak. So how could he, a strong Alpha, go numb from that?

Was he just ssing with ?

"I’ll help then." Ki-hoon said, approaching. "If you can’t get up on your own, I’ll help you. Don’t inconvenience Jo-Pil any longer and delay him from having his lunch." He reached down, putting his hands around Min-Cheol’s armpits and then lifted Min-Cheol up like he did not weigh a thing, and he made sure that his legs were above the ground.

Ah, the sight. A strong, handso man holding up another strong, handso man. When next could I see such a sight? I should really hurry up and get that cara. But for now...

*Chakam*

I used my phone to take a picture of them, and they looked at , puzzled.

"What are you doing, Hyung?" Min-Cheol asked.

Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just taking a nice picture of you two because you two look like absolute works of art.

"I was testing the cara." I said. "I think the picture quality is great."

"Let go," Min-Cheol said to Ki-hoon, who did not hesitate to put him back on his feet.

Min-Cheol tested his legs and thought they might’ve still felt a little numb, but he was better now and could walk on his own.

At least, that’s what I thought.

"Hyung, my legs still feel a little numb. Let rest on you a little bit." He said, dropping his weight on from behind as he wrapped his arms around .

Haa, I should’ve known.

"You’re inconveniencing Jo-Pil." Ki-hoon said, baring his fangs like a feisty kitten, but Min-Cheol was ready to take him on.

"That’s not what Hyung says." Min-Cheol said.

In truth, he wasn’t pressing his weight on , he was just holding on to and being clingy while walking just fine with his legs that were completely fine.

I turned to Ki-hoon, smiling as I assured him.

"It’s fine, Hyung." I said. "This is nothing."

I feared that Min-Cheol would press his weight on while complaining about his legs if I told him to get off .

He was a cunning Kid, this one.

I could just take it as this being my own cross to bear.

"Alright." Ki-hoon said, and I swear I saw cat ears on his head, dropping as he felt sad.

He was a cat for sure.

It was no wonder that the cat reminded so much of him.

Seo-Jun wasn’t the only one with slanted pupils. Ki-hoon had them too. His dark eyes and slanted pupils made him seem like a dragon, rather than a snake, as Seo-Jun seed.

And more so when he had this fierce and dominating aura around him. I could feel it a lot during our first few encounters, but not anymore.

He’s beco such a soft ball for . How did a dragon beco a kitten, one would wonder.

As for Min-Cheol, he’s been a puppy from the beginning. A puppy who was always excited at the ga of fetch and enjoyed playing with new toys.

I went from being a prospective fun toy to his owner. That was how things appeared, though. He was still my master.

"And I thought you were worried about the food getting cold." I heard Seo-Jun’s annoying and provoking tone, and my eyes lazily fell to the floor.

He was sitting majestically at the head of the table with his legs crossed and his eyes on . And with that, I knew right away that I would get indigestion from this lunch.

’I think I’m just going to skip lunch.’