Mated to the Beast of the Wasteland novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Special Bloodline

Chapter 112 Special Bloodline

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“You are so thoughtful, Grandma. I only cared about eating and totally forgot. I will go buy one tomorrow for sure.”

Gillian scooped a spoonful of watermelon pulp for Mabel. The sweet taste put a warm smile on the elder’s face.

Mabel felt useful being needed by Gillian.

She picked up a clean spoon, cut another slice of fruit, and planned to send it to the fox in the backyard.

“That little one has quite the temper, like Gabriel Lawson.”

“Gabriel Lawson? Do you mean Grandpa’s former comrade-in-arms?”

“Exactly. The most precious bloodline among foxes of the Lawson family is the pink Glamour Fox. It can charm others and take lives silently. Besides that, there is also a Dirge Fox staying beside Merrick.”

“Are you talking about Lucian?”

“Yes. Normally, Dirge Foxes and Glamour Foxes are never born as blood brothers within the clan.” There was a hint of regret in Mabel’s tone.

Gillian was quite surprised that her grandma knew so much about the Lawson family foxes.

“Why?”

“The Lawson family possesses extremely unique bloodlines. Glamour Fox and Dirge Fox carry two opposite, rare innate powers. They can be half-siblings with different mothers.”

“What if they share the same birth mother?”

“The mother will be drained dry and pass away under the clash of these two powerful forces.”

Gillian’s gaze drifted unconsciously toward the backyard. Lucian had once mentioned that their mother died at an early age. Left without proper discipline, Tristan grew up spoiled and unrestrained.

She could not help wondering how her grandma knew all these hidden secrets.

“Grandma, are you on close terms with the Lawson family?”

“I only learned a little about them in my younger days. We are not really acquainted. Watermelon tastes great, yet do not eat too much, or it will harm your health.”

Mabel shook her head gently and walked toward the backyard with a warm smile.

Gillian instantly realized that her grandma always spoke in such soft, soothing tones whenever she told

lies.

Still, she chose not to dig deeper. She knew Mabel would share the truth willingly when the time was right,

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Night fell, and the small two-story house sank into utter quietness.

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Yet Gillian tossed and turned restlessly in her sleep. Strange, chaotic dreams left her covered in cold sweat all over her body.

Merrick returned home right at this moment and caught sight of her uneasy state.

“No…”

Gillian curled up in the corner of the bed, letting out soft whimpers with fresh tears still glistening on her

cheeks.

The thin quilt was pulled aside. A sudden cool breeze made her skin prickle all over.

Right after that, a warm, heavy body leaned over her, leaving her barely able to breathe.

“Gillian, what did you dream about? Why are you crying?”

The deep voice of this male was filled with tender affection.

Gillian wiped away her tears and lifted both hands above her head.

A metal button slipped down to the floor with a clear, crisp sound.

Warm skin pressed closely together without any barriers left.

Gillian pulled herself fully awake from those terrifying nightmares.

Her trip to Wilder Peak in the evening had brought back bitter memories of Elias and Asher’s deaths. Those recurring nightmares drained all her strength and left her limbs feeling weak and limp.

She stared blankly at the familiar face in the dim darkness for a moment.

“Merrick, you’re back? I thought you would not arrive until dawn.”

“Call me honey.”

Merrick leaned down and sealed her soft lips firmly.

Gillian always hesitated to use proper names, so he made up his mind to teach her thoroughly tonight.

“Mmm…”

His kiss carried a faint pine scent, warm and overwhelming, stealing her breath away little by little.

“Let me go.”

“Be good, call me honey. Stop biting me.”

Gillian summoned fine golden threads with her psionic power and wrapped them around Merrick’s arms. Though woven by formidable psychic energy, these strands felt as soft as real silk before a top-tier level 9

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They only cast faint soft glimmers across the dark bed, setting off an intimate atmosphere.

Noticing Gillian struggling fiercely, Merrick softened his passionate kiss into gentle, tender caresses.

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