Exiled Villainess: They Threw Me Out, Now Every Beastman Wants Me novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Wash The Damn Animals (bonus)

Everyone was surprised, but no one was more surprised than the older wolves themselves.

"Us?!"

"The elders?!"

"You want US to wash ANIMALS?!"

Greymaw looked like he had been slapped with a wet fish. "This is absurd! How dare you order us—"

"I am not ordering you," Tera said sweetly. "I am giving you the most important job."

The word ’important’ made a few of the elders pause, their indignation briefly interrupted by confusion.

Calis stepped forward, his brow creased. "Why the elders? The younger wolves are more than capable of this. They are stronger—"

"Because you," Tera said, turning to face him fully, "and the younger wolves are going to do the bulk of the work in rebuilding this pen."

And without thinking, she reached out and tapped his upper chest with her fingertips.

It was nothing. A casual, punctuating gesture. The kind of tap she would have given Xavi or Ermin or another beast a hundred times without either of them blinking.

Calis’ entire body went rigid.

His hand shot up and swatted hers away.

The movement was so fast and so sharp that both of them froze.

Calis stared at his own hand as if it had betrayed him. The fingers that had just smacked her wrist were still hovering in the air, and the look on his face was the stunned confusion of a male whose body had acted without consulting his brain.

Tera stared at him, her hand still suspended where he had knocked it.

Everyone stared.

’Did he just...?’

[(¬ᴗ ´¬ )]

[oooooh]

[This is exciting]

’What?!’

[Calis’ Favourability: 40% → 44%]

Tera blinked. She had barely seen any movement in this that she had forgotten Calis was a potential mate.

’WHAT?!’

[Calis’ heart rate has increased by 27% from a tippy tap to the chest]

[How cute]

[(¬‿¬)]

[The wolf leader appears to be... sensitive]

’HIS FAVOURABILITY WENT UP FROM HIM SMACKING MY HAND AWAY?!’

[(·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )]

[How is that what comes to your head, Host?]

The wolves around them had gone still. Several of the younger ones were exchanging wide-eyed looks. Two females had their hands over their mouths.

No one had ever seen their alpha flinch from a touch. Calis, who had ripped out the throats of corrupted beasts, who had migrated his entire pack through hostile territory without breaking stride, had just startled like a cub because a shiftless female tapped his chest.

The elders, in their oblivious foolishness, couldn’t fully hide the flicker of satisfaction that crossed their faces. Their alpha had rejected the female’s touch. That was a good sign. How dare she just casually touch their leader like that?

All hope was not lost.

Greymaw’s eyes had narrowed into slits. He wasn’t sure he could trust what he was seeing.

Something did not feel right about this moment, and Calis smacking Tera’s hand away seemed like a mistake on his part rather than a conscious decision.

Greymaw did not want his suspicions to come to fruition. He had to have been seeing things earlier.

’Damn. He is that happy to not have me touch him?’

’Interesting.’

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