Chapter 209 Do You Like Me Or Not?
Donald sat down beside the bed.
Bruce cut straight to the point. “Do you like me or not?”
Donald said nothing.
Inside the quiet cave, there was only the crackle and pop of burning firewood.
After a moment, Donald still didn’t answer.
Bruce suddenly said, “If you don’t like me, get out.”
He put too much force into the word “out.” His abdominal muscles tightened and pulled at his wound, and the pain cut his voice off at once.
“Don’t get worked up.” Donald reached out halfway, but he wanted to touch Bruce and didn’t dare to at the same time. His heart leaped into his throat.
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Bruce’s face was pale. He closed his eyes and refused to speak.
But after a long while, he still didn’t hear footsteps leaving.!
Bruce felt stifled inside. He tried hard to hide the vulnerable side of himself. “Get ou-”
Donald suddenly took Bruce’s hand, which was clenched tightly around the beast–hide blanket. His voice was deep and heavy. “Have you really thought this through?”
Bruce opened his eyes at once. “What… do you
mean?‘
Donald asked again, “Are you sure you won’t regret it?”
Bruce was nearly speechless. “I already let you sleep with me. Do you think I’m joking with you?”
After getting his answer, Donald’s eyes filled with emotions Bruce couldn’t read. He took a deep breath and asked carefully, “Don’t you want cubs of your own?”
A string in Bruce’s mind suddenly pulled tight.
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No way. I’ve been single for so long, and the moment I confess, Donald wants to become mates and have cubs?
I watched him for so many years. I only dared to take this chance because he looked like he was going to stay single for the rest of his life.
Did I end up triggering him instead?
Bruce’s nails dug into the flesh of his palm. He stared at Donald and asked, “Do you?”
Donald denied it at once. “I don’t need them.”
“I don’t need them either.” Bruce let out a breath of relief. Thank goodness… If Donald really wanted cubs,
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truly couldn’t do that. Sire and Alpha have been kind to me, so I could only let him go.
Donald said, “But you’re the shamair.”
Bruce said, “So what if I’m the shaman? Does that mean I’m not good enough for you?”
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“No.” Sometimes, Donald couldn’t keep up with the way Bruce’s mind worked. Or maybe Bruce was deliberately mocking him, and Donald simply couldn’t react
fast enough.
Donald said, “You’re the shaman. You’re supposed to set an example for the tribe. If you get together with a therian, it won’t look good…”
“You sure have thought a lot about this.” Bruce gave a cold snort. “Whoever objects won’t get treated by me anymore.”
“I’ll tell Sire not to treat them either.”
For a moment, Donald truly didn’t know how to respo
It sounded ridiculous, but it also somehow made sense. It was just a little… Well… Forget it. As long as Bruce was happy, Donald wisely kept his mouth shut.
Bruce looked away. “If it comes to it, I just won’t be the shaman anymore.”
Donald said, “Don’t act on impulse.”
Bruce glanced sideways at him. “What do you mean by that?”
“That’s not what I mean.” Donald was very sensitive to Bruce’s mood, so he immediately explained, “The tribe needs you.”
n’t very good with words. In fact, he only made things worse.
But clearly, he wasn’t
“Well, I need you too!” Bruce pulled his hand back and turned his face away. “Anyway, I like therians. If you don’t agree, I’ll just find someone else. It’s not like it has to be you.”
“No!” Donald blurted out. Then his voice suddenly softened. “You… don’t act on impulse.”
“You won’t be with me anyway.” Bruce lowered his eyes in disappointment. “You don’t like me… I know I’m ridiculous.”
“I want to be with you. It’s not that I don’t like you.” Donald couldn’t stand seeing Bruce upset at all. He took Bruce’s hand again. “I like you, Bruce. I do.”
“Really?” Bruce had known it, of course, but hearing this blockhead say it himself still surprised him.
“Really. I like you. I’ve liked you for many years…” Donald lowered his head in embarrassment, his chest rising and falling. “A lot…”
Bruce changed expressions very quickly. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help lifting. “Then you hid it pretty well.”
Donald, who had never been in love before, solemnly promised the same thing he had been doing for
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years.
“I’ll take good care of you and protect you from now on”
Bruce told the truth. No one makes sne mad except you,”
Donald said nothing.
Bruce squeezed his fingers. “Sire and Alpha-”
Donald rubbed the back of Bruce’s hand. “I’ll talk to Sire and Alpha.”
Bruce stared at him. “What if they don’t agree?”
Donald said seriously, “I’ll make them agree.”
“How? By letting them beat you up?”
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“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”
Bruce had teased him enough. He raised
an eyebrow and
id with complete confidence, “They’ll agree.”
Donald was puzzled. “Hm?”
“Sire knows I like therians. He even asked me if I wanted you.”
Bruce wasn’t lying. After he realized he liked Donald, he had told his Sire long ago that he liked therians, using it to test his reaction.
When Laurent first found out he had been very surprised and had tried to talk him out of it. But once he
saw that Bruce was serious, he slowly accepted it.
Bruce couldn’t help wanting to laugh. “You’ve been single for so long that they’ve already given up on you.”
Donald said nothing.
“How come I didn’t know?”
Bruce said, “Sire thought I looked down on you and was afraid of hurting your pride, so of course he wouldn’t tell you.”
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Fine. Another stab to the heart.
Donald sighed. He often suspected that he was the adopted one.
Bruce had been in control from beginning to end. He asked, “So, are you willing to become my mate?”
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