Chapter 91 Lie Down on My Back
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Cameron walked in and swapped the warm beast hide on Christopher’s forehead for a fresh one cooled in water.
Rosalie looped her arm around him and gently kissed his lips, smiling.
“Cammo, you did amazing today. Honestly, you surprised me.”
Even Rosalie hadn’t expected him to handle everything so smoothly-no impatience, nothing. He boiled the medicine, let it cool carefully, and fed it to Christopher. He even remembered to switch the hide on the wolf cub’s head. It was like he’d become a totally different person.
Cameron’s ears flushed red. “It was my fault. I should take responsibility.”
With that, he fled in embarrassment. The wolf cub was still there. He worried he’d lose control, so it was better to back off for now.
After all, the idea of having a child with Rosalie had already taken deep root in his mind.
Christopher was a beastman. He fell sick quickly, but recovered just as fast. In only one day, he was almost completely better.
Cameron stopped hovering over him, and the two of them ended up in a playful snowball fight in the yard.
Rosalie watched them with a helpless smile, glancing up at the blazing sun.
The weather was warming, the chillwave fading.
The snow wasn’t as thick anymore, and she didn’t need to bundle up so much. She called Elijah to join her for a walk in the forest.
She wanted to check whether the paddy and wheat had survived the wind and snow.
The deeper they went, the thicker the trees became. Less sunlight reached the ground, and the snow didn’t melt easily. Walking became difficult for Rosalie, and Elijah noticed it.
He suddenly stopped, making her almost bump into him. He turned around and looked at her deeply.
Then, in a sudden swirl of wind and snow, Elijah transformed into his beast form.
A massive peacock stood on the snow-covered ground. His eyes were like black gems, and the feathers on his face shimmered with rainbow light. He looked so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
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Chapter 91 Lie Down on My Back
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But his tail was bare, pitiful, and dull. Rosalie felt a sudden ache in her chest. If Elijah’s tail were still there, how breathtaking would he be?
The peacock called for her to climb onto his back.
Rosalie hesitated but then stepped up. His back was broad, his feathers soft and faintly fragrant.
She wanted to bury her face in them and take a deep breath, but she didn’t dare. Instead, she sat properly, gripping two feathers to keep her balance.
“Matriarch, you can lie down on my back.”
The familiar voice came from the peacock.
Rosalie laughed awkwardly. “No, sitting like this is fine.”
Suddenly, the peacock surged forward. Rosalie lifted into the air and fell against his back, her face pressed into the shimmering feathers. She inhaled instinctively.
Elijah’s unique scent hit her. It was strong, dizzying, and intoxicating.
Rosalie stayed perfectly still. The peacock beneath her stopped jolting and kept a steady pace.
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