Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 669

Chapter 669 The Criteria

Emma looked puzzled. “I always thought Lucien and Calum were just as talented.”

Her eyes flicked to the others with real curiosity.

“They’re just as gifted as Marcus. How did Beast God choose Marcus and not Lucien, Silas, or even Malrik?”

Her voice sharpened with disbelief.

“They all climbed to Rank 11 on their own.”

Kieran let out a deep sigh and hesitated, then dropped his voice.

“To be honest, Beast God’s just lazy. When he was picking, he thought Central Planet was too far away.

“So he just picked whoever was closer to Beast God Mountain.”

Emma stared back, stunned into silence.

No wonder Marcus trashed Beast God so much.

Clearly, the old deity was out of his mind.

Kieran tried to calm her.

“Don’t worry, Emma.”

He didn’t want her thinking those males could hurt her.

“You’re here because Beast God wanted you here.

“He’s been watching over you this whole time.

“Even if Gaellard and the others want to make you their mate, you’d have to agree first.

“With Beast God watching, they wouldn’t dare try anything against your will”

Emma didn’t relax, not even a little, just because Kieran sounded so certain.

Everything she’d heard about Beast God only made her trust him less.

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She needed a real plan to keep herself sate

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But his beautiful silver hair was a disaster.

Some sections were burned short, others stuck out in wild curls.

The ends looked like a wolf had chewed through them.

His face, usually so striking, was still as black as pitch, which only made the look more comical.

Emma tried to hold it in, pinching her thigh until she nearly bruised it.

She lost, covering her mouth as laughter burst out.

Marcus watched her nearly collapse laughing, his lips pressed in a miserable line.

He looked as if the world had ended.

That awful Beast God–zapping him was bad enough, but ruining his hair?

Marcus ran a hand through the fried mess, rage flickering in his eyes. He nearly let himself curse Beast God out loud.

“Ms. Tibarn, you have to stop laughing at me.”

Marcus, still wrapped in a towel, shuffled over, looking pitiful.

He put a hand over Emma’s mouth as she giggled, barely staying upright.

“I can’t even show my face, and you’re laughing at me.”

He looked like he wanted to disappear.

‘I’ll stop, I promise.”

Emma squeezed her lips together, running through sad memories just to clamp down on another round of bughter.

She tried to cheer him up.

“Marcus, don’t let it get to you.”

She stroked the charred ends, her smile gentle.

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Marcus watched her, still skeptical.

“Really?”

Emma nodded.

“Trust me. I can do this.”

She dug out a pair of scissors from her storage band, moving fast.

Marcus glanced at his own reflection, then at the sharp scissors in Emma’s hand.

His heart started pounding.

If she messed up, he’d look even worse, but saying no might upset her.

“Ms. Tibarn…”

Marcus‘ voice was hesitant, almost pleading.

“Have you ever cut anyone else’s hair?”

Emma paused, then flashed him a dazzling, too–confident grin.

“Don’t worry. I cut my own bangs all the time. I know what I’m doing.”

She looked him up and down and started laughing.

“Honestly, it can’t get worse than this.”

Marcus just stared at her.

She wasn’t wrong, but still.

“Sit still.”

Emma pressed him down by the shoulders, excitement in her grip. She closed the scissors a couple of times, soger.

“Marcus, hold still. I’m cutting.”

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