Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 671

Chapter 670 Cutting Hair

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What had once been a simple mess was now a disaster–his hair looked like it had been shredded by a beast, dragged through a den, and left for dead.

His hair could’ve been saved, until the trim happened.

Now it was unsalvageable.

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Chapter 671 Bad Haircut

Chapter 671 Bad Haircut

This scene was almost painful to witness.

Marcus squeezed his eyes shut, wishing this nightmare would just end.

His silver hair.

The coat he always flaunted, now destroyed.

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Gone. Emma’s heart twisted at how devastated Marcus looked. She could not bear to meet his eyes, guilt swirling inside her.

She needed to break the tension choking the room. Emma turned fast, locking eyes with Corvin, who still looked stunned.

Emma waved the scissors, her smile trembling as she called out.

“So, Marcus is finished.

“Corvin, come over. You said you wanted a trim. I’ll take care of yours now.”

Corvin stared at Marcus‘ ruined hair, fur standing on end.

He was not about to let that happen to him.

This was not a haircut.

This was pure humiliation.

Corvin stepped back, his smile stiff as he tried to worm his way out.

“No, Emma, I am not in any rush. Really, I can wait. Malrik’s hair is longer, and it’s always a pain to deal with. Why not handle him first?”

He’d rather sacrifice someone else than himself.

Corvin turned, trying to shove Malrik forward. He needed to drive his point across.

“Malrik, our lady wants you-”

Corvin’s voice trailed off. He looked around.

Where was Malrik?

Corvin froze.

Mairik, who had been right beside him, had disappeared. (

There was a moment of silence as Corvin realized what happened.

He ran?

He just left him to deal with this?

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Corvin eyed Emma’s scissors, a chill creeping up his scalp. His instincts screamed at him to escape.

“Emma, you know, I think my hair’s actually fine.

“Look at it, it’s the right length.

“It really doesn’t need a trim.”

Corvin kept inching toward the door, already searching for an excuse to get away.

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“Also, Emma, the airship’s about to dock at the castle. This is a big moment. I need to make sure nothing goes wrong in the control

room.

“If the landing’s rough and you get scared, that would not end well.

“I should check on it.

“I’ll head over right now.”

Corvin bolted from the lounge so quickly he left only a blur behind.

Emma watched Corvin’s escape, then let out a soft, unimpressed sigh.

That guy could really sprint.

Honestly, she had never planned to actually cut Corvin’s hair. After Marcus‘ disaster, she knew her hairdressing skills were hopeless.

She just wanted to mess with Corvin.

She never expected him to run so fast.

Emma’s gaze shifted back to Edric and Kieran, who were still watching with way too much amusement.

Edric and Kieran wiped the smug looks from their faces and straightened up.

‘Emma, I’ll check the control room too.”

Kieran spoke up right away. “I’ll help Corvin monitor the route.”

“I’ll inspect the airship’s security. Could be someone planning an ambush.”

Edric hurried out without meeting Emma’s eyes.

Now the lounge was empty except for Emma and Marcus, who sat at the mirror looking like he had lost everything.

Awkwardness and despair filled the room.

Marcus slumped in his chair, staring at his reflection, looking as if life itself had drained out of him.

He looked like his soul had left his body.

Emma watched him, her guilt deepening.

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She set down the scissors, moving to Marcus‘ side.

“Marcus…”

Emma reached and gently tugged the towel at Marcus‘ waist, her voice trembling with apology.

“Are you mad at me?

“I swear I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

Marcus remained motionless, not even glancing at her. He looked crushed, silent misery radiating from him.

Emma’s heart ached even more.

She hesitated, then dropped to her knees so she could look up at his face, which was still handsome despite the botched haircut.

She coaxed him gently. “It’s just a really bad haircut.

“But you’re still the best–looking one here.

“Honestly, your face makes up for everything. You’re still the most handsome wolf in our house, even with no hair, right?”

She stood and pressed a soft kiss to Marcus‘ tense lips.

“And hair grows fast.

“Next time, I’ll find the best stylist in the city to fix it for you, alright?”

Marcus felt the warmth of her kiss, and the deadness behind his eyes faded.

He met Emma’s anxious gaze, and the humiliation and frustration melted away.

His hair was ruined, but if this was the price for her tenderness, maybe it was not so bad.

Marcus let out a heavy sigh, pulled Emma into his arms, then buried his face in her neck as he muttered something.

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