Mated to the Beast of the Wasteland novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Drinking Game

Chapter 189 Drinking Game

Sylas, sitting closest, calmly filled Maddox’s glass to the brim.

Sy was begging for an early grave. Elara shot a glance at Maddox. His face had gone thunderous.

She knew that look. It usually preceded a body count.

“Gillian, I’m not kidding.”

Elara hardened her voice. “Tonight’s just dinner. That’s all.”

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Gillian smiled and turned her head. “Maddox, my future brother-in-law, isn’t your relationship with Elara solid? Why would she throw you out like this? Tell us why. We’ll back you up.”

The grim look on Maddox’s face shifted at the word “brother-in-law,” and his expression unexpectedly cleared.

He picked up the glass. His fingers were long, pale, and elegantly boned, like he had been raised on velvet ⚫ and gold, completely at odds with that rough face of his.

“That,” he said, “you’d have to ask your sister.”

“My sister’s a private person. She won’t tell me the truth if I ask her. She’ll just tell me to shut up.”

Other than Gillian, every place at the table had a full glass in front of it.

Gillian smoothly poured milk into her own, Elara’s, and Mabel’s glasses.

“Maddox, none of us is treating you like a stranger tonight. We’re family. So I’ll skip the polite stuff. When did you and Elara meet?”

Mabel and the others pricked up their ears at this one. They needed to make sure this wasn’t a yesterday- old relationship.

Maddox’s brows lifted. He genuinely seemed to think about how long he’d known her. “A long time. Long enough that I can’t quite remember exactly what she looked like the first time we met.”

Whew. So it wasn’t a snap decision. The table relaxed by a degree.

Maddox did the math. He had known Elara for 20 years now. He was probably the person in this universe who knew her best.

Maybe it was the brother-in-law thing, but Gillian could swear Maddox was getting visibly more cheerful.

“So what kind of beastman are you, Maddox? How old? What do you do in Wasteland City?”

Gillian noticed Maddox didn’t answer those questions directly. He just swirled the wine in his glass, like there was something he didn’t want to say.

The dinner table went cold.

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Chapter 189 Drinking Game

Elara stepped in and put a piece of food into Gillian’s bowl.

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“Gillian, you’ve been running around since you got home. Eat something. Whatever you want to know about him, I’ll tell you, okay?”

This little girl had been working overtime at the medical corps.

That bastard Black Rick had earned blessings in some past life, hadn’t he.

How had he found a female as good as her sister? Hmph. Stolen, that’s how. He’d stolen her.

Elara’s eyes carried real concern for her sister. In a flash, Gillian’s bowl was filled half full

Gillian smiled sweetly. “Elara, I’m just curious. You’re my only sister. I deserve to know a bit about the person who’ll be by your side for life, don’t I?”

Some word in there pleased Maddox, and his eyes brightened. “Gillian’s a real straight shooter. Elara, just tell her about me.”

Elara made a small acknowledging sound and recited his cover identity.

“Maddox Cole is a great blue ox. He’s not much of a talker. He’s 39, runs Allheal Apothecary in Wasteland City, but he mostly operates on the Capital Planet. He can only stay here two days. He’s heading back tomorrow morning.”

39? That old? Not just Gillian, even Mabel thought he was past his prime.

He looked like he was barely in his early thirties. How was he that much older than Elara?

And he was leaving tomorrow morning? Was he taking Elara with him? Gillian thought to herself this wasn’t good. How was she supposed to grill him if he ran off?

Elara delivered the introduction smoothly. Her hand never paused as she piled Gillian’s bowl to the brim.

Maddox’s expression went blank for a heartbeat. Remembering that Elara had given the cover identity tied to this face, an unspeakable bitterness rose in him, and he set his glass softly down on the table. Hearing the man beside her set the glass down unhappily, Elara decided to lay everything out at once.

“Eat up, Gillian. Maddox doesn’t plan on marrying me. The situation between us is complicated. I only brought him home tonight so everyone could meet him, so there’s no misunderstanding if you run into each other later and end up swinging fists.”

Not planning to marry her? Then why had he given himself for the antidote? If it was going to end like this, they should have just let Tristan take that bullet. He liked Elara enough. Sticking by her side, he would have signed up willingly.

Every face at the table wore a complicated look.

Mabel set her fork down gently, baffled. “That’s just ridiculous. You’ve already core-bonded. You’re not planning to marry?”

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