Xavi’s decision to trust Tera had shocked everyone, including Tera herself. His beast-men had protested, their mouths flapping open and closed like fish who had just been told the ocean was now a desert, but Xavi had stood his ground.
Still, that didn’t mean Tera was being let off the hook.
Xavi intended to address the clan later to properly hear their side in front of her, and if she lied to him, she would lose his trust and be kept as a prisoner without any freedom.
Which made Tera wonder, yet again, why this man was so obsessed with making her his prisoner. Aside from it being such cheap talk for someone without a prison cell to trap her in the first place, was imprisonment just his love language?
The short walk back to where the rest of the clan was huddled had been uncomfortable, to say the least.
It was still morning, but the sky hadn’t gotten the memo. Grey clouds hung low and heavy like an unwashed blanket someone had flung over the world. The mud was determined to make Tera its personal enemy, sucking at her feet with every step and doing its best to yank her makeshift shoes clean off.
She stubbornly maintained her distance from the group, walking a few steps to the side, even though the cold was giving her lashings by a thousand strikes.
Even after spending more than a day in this wretched world, a small part of her hoped to wake up in a hospital bed with Doug’s stupid face hovering over her, apologizing for the slab incident.
But wishful thinking was going to get her nowhere.
She was about to walk into a camp full of people who had left her to drown and then lied about it. But the worst part was that she couldn’t even blame them.
What she had even done to Ermin had been terrible.
Even if it was unfair to her now, nobody else knew that someone else was in this body.
At the very least, she should be trying to make it up to Ermin instead of just ogling his tail and hoping for round three.
And she might have to prove herself to the clan members, too, even though it didn’t take away the sting that they had abandoned her.
Their minds should change at least when she actually helped them create a proper settlement. And if they weren’t grateful after that, then they were irredeemable ass hats of the highest order.
Tera quickly checked her stats for reassurance.
[Host Stats]
[Strength: 5/100]
[Charm: 5/100]
[Influence: -9/100]
[Construction: 1/100]
[Agility: 2/100]
[Mates: 1 (Unwilling)]
[Potential Mates: 1]
[Mate Stats]
[Registered Mate: Ermin]
[Favourability: -39/100%]
[Potential Mate: Xavi]
[Favourability: 25/100%]
[Currency: 15 nipples]
[Achievements: Death Defier]
[Active Task: Construct emergency flood defences before the second wave hits!]
[Rewards: Construction +5, Influence +10, Nipples +20, System shop unlock]
[Penalty: Host will be unable to experience orgasm for 30 days!]
Looking at the data still surprised Tera. There were some improvements in her overall stat, no matter how slight, but the favourability of these two men was something she was going to have to work on, especially if she wanted to get laid anytime soon, and she really needed it!
Tera was so deep in thought that she did not notice the two beast men staring deeply at her.
Ermin was angry.
Not because of the way her backside was swaying as she walked. Not because her hips had apparently decided to conduct a silent symphony with each step. And certainly not because he had noticed either of those things.
This was clearly some kind of mating walk. She was parading herself in front of Xavi, flaunting what little she had, and it was very deliberate.
’So why am I studying it now?’



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