Mated to the Beast of the Wasteland novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 Three Months

Chapter 183 Three Months

“This mess the family made, now me and my brother have to clean it up?”

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Theodore’s eyes brightened. He set down his fork and feigned indifference as he asked, “Where’d you get that chain, kid? It looks familiar.”

Tristan saw his father’s expression and knew the story was real. Anger surged up in him and he shouted. “Dad, does the Lawson family really owe the Sterlings a son?”

His son’s outburst left Theodore stunned for a moment. He took a beat to gather himself before he spoke. “Son, it’s a long story. Back in the day, your grandmother and the Sterling matriarch took one look at each other and went at each other tooth and nail. They fought until they couldn’t pull apart, and in the end, they became inseparable, sorry only that they hadn’t met sooner.

“The man originally lined up to marry the Sterling matriarch fell head over heels for your grandma instead. The Sterling matriarch found herself a different husband, but your grandma never quite settled it in her conscience and swore she owed the Sterlings a man. This mithril chain was the token. You’re wearing it now, which means we have to follow through on the promise.”

“Then why don’t you follow through?”

Tristan’s eyes lit up. His dad was conveniently single. He could send him over to settle the debt.

“I’d love to, kid. But the Sterling matriarch only had one son.”

Theodore’s gaze hardened. He looked at his frantic younger son through the screen, and his smile had no warmth left in it at all. “After her son was killed in action, she took the only Sterling granddaughter and disappeared. I spent years searching and never found a trace.”

Tristan’s head dropped, and he muttered into his paws, “That still doesn’t justify sending me to pay the bill.”

Theodore’s fox eyes thinned to slits. This little brat was acting off.

Tristan usually flung cryogold bracelets around like they were nothing. But now a simple mithril chain hung from his paw, and he still hadn’t pulled it off.

“Nobody said it had to be you. We could send your brother instead. Didn’t I line up that nice girl from Timberton City for you? She’s a real beauty. She even sent me a gift the other day.”

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“Don’t you dare accept her gifts.”

“Already ate them. The fruit out in Timberton is incredibly fresh.”

He could just eat them without asking? Unbelievable.

“Then send them back. Triple the value if you have to. I’m not marrying her. I’ve never even met her. I don’t like her.”

“If not her, then who? The chain’s owner?”

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Chapter 183 Three Months

Theodore arched an eyebrow with a knowing smile.

“None of your business.”

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On his end, Theodore picked up his fork, scooped a happy mouthful of meat, chewed it, and kept right on talking.

“Son, two paths. Either you head to Timberton, or you marry into the Sterling family. I’ll give you three months to make up your mind. I’m being generous here. Don’t make me come grab you myself and dump you into your future wife’s bed.”

Tristan let out a defeated sigh. There was no dodging this one.

“Three months it is. Just you wait.”

When Tristan crawled out from under the cabinet, he was already panting from the heat, his tongue hanging out. The silver chain on his small pink paw swung gently with every step, catching the light.

Sylas took back the wrist terminal and noticed the determined look in Tristan’s eyes.

“What did you tell your dad?”

“Just confirmed whether the silver chain business was real. He said it was.”

Tristan trotted off without saying anything more. He didn’t catch the brief, frozen look on Sylas’ face. A moment later, Sylas pulled himself together and went back to work like nothing had happened.

By six o’clock, the clinic was clocking out.

Gillian checked her count and saw she had only handled 35 patients.

This batch of beastman soldiers had scalation cases far worse than the ones already inside the Legion.

As chief medical officer, she had access to the day’s full intake records.

Except for her 35 patients, every other cleric had seen around 200 patients in a day, of whom only a dozen or so were scalation cases.

Out of 10,000 soldiers, they had only treated roughly 2,000.

“Gillian, off the clock yet?”

Merrick’s message came in right on time, but Gillian felt heavier reading it. “Merrick, we’re still way short on clerics. Only 2,000 soldiers from the source got cleared today. Looks like five days minimum to get through everyone.”

“Gillian, that’s actually really good. Without your method, every one of those scalation cases would have been dead.”

Gillian knew that, but the numbers still sat heavy on her chest.

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