Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687 A Night Given Away

Malrik stepped out of the kitchen and walked over to Emma.

“Emma, dinner’s ready. Can we start eating now?”

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Emma had already admired Calum’s “magnificent beauty” to her heart’s content, and most of her anger had dissipated. Hearing that, she nodded, her tone light. “Mm, let’s eat. I’m hungry anyway.”

“Alright, I’ll bring the dishes out.” Malrik turned and headed back to the kitchen.

“I’ll help.” Lucien followed after him.

Taking advantage of the moment while everyone was busy setting the table in the dining room, Corvin swiftly pulled out his lightcore. With a sharp click, he snapped a photo of Calum’s utterly lifeless expression.

His fingers moved rapidly as he immediately sent the high–definition photo to their group chat.

“Emma’s craftsmanship only gets better and better.”

After sending it, Corvin ignored the nearly murderous glare Calum shot at him and smoothly handed Remy to the two clan members already waiting nearby to take care of him.

“Remy’s hungry too. Let him absorb a few beast cores,” he instructed, then immediately went to join Emma for dinner.

Seeing Emma walk toward the dining room, Calum also stood up and followed after her, his head still covered in colorful little braids.

Marcus, who had come out to eat after receiving the message, spotted Calum and fell silent for a moment. Then he spoke slowly in his half–dead monotone. “I always thought your face looked too severe. Not exactly likable.”

Calum had just been about to sit down. Hearing that, he looked up sharply and glared at him in suspicion.

Marcus strolled to the table, pulled out a chair, and continued his commentary in that calm voice that could drive people to death. “But now I think this look of yours is pretty distinctive. It’s like… all the water that got into your brain finally exploded out. Quite a spectacular bloom.”

“Crowe!”

Calum gritted his teeth as the little rainbow braids on his head trembled with his fury, making him look even more ridiculous.

Marcus didn’t react to his anger at all. After sitting down, he picked up his chopsticks and casually added another jab. “Don’t move around too much. If one of those antennae on your head breaks, you might stop receiving alien signals. After all, Ms. Tibarn tied your hair herself.”

Then he picked up a piece of beast meat for himself. “Eating while looking at all those antennae actually improves the appetite.”

Calum seethed with rage, wishing to mangle the wolf.

But Marcus no longer felt upset about anything. Looking at Calum and Corvin now, even his own dog–chewed haircut suddenly didn’t seem so bad.

Hearing Marcus‘ venomous remarks, Corvin lowered his head, laughing so hard his face nearly disappeared into his bowl.

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Chapter 687 A Night Given Away

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Drake, sitting beside him, looked completely unfazed. He ate calmly as if he had long since grown used to this kind of thing.

The others wanted to laugh too, but it felt inappropriate.

They struggled terribly to hold it in.

After dinner, Calum returned to his room immediately. Corvin and Marcus soon followed and went back to their own rooms as well. Edric, Malrik, and Lucien directed the robots to clean up the dining room.

Meanwhile, Emma took the opportunity to go look for Alaric.

Alaric’s room had been rearranged earlier that day. The layout hadn’t changed much, but the color scheme was different now. It looked far more comfortable than before, and when Emma walked in, she didn’t feel the slightest pressure.

“Emma, what brings you here?”

Alaric had been about to take a shower. A bath towel was wrapped around his waist, and when he saw Emma enter, he immediately set aside what he was doing and walked toward her.

He seemed to be wearing some kind of fragrance that carried a faint, pleasant scent.

Emma reached out and lightly poked his chest muscle. Feels nice…

Alaric caught her hand, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly as he looked into her eyes and asked in a low voice, “Emma, you didn’t come here to inspect my lightcore, did you?”

“Didn’t you already delete everything in your lightcore? Probably checked it several times too.”

Emma wasn’t stupid. When she had punished Calum earlier, all of them had been watching. Alaric was just like Silas–cunning as a fox. Would someone like him really not hurry to destroy the evidence?

Alaric laughed and pulled her into his arms. “There really are photos of you in my lightcore. But you can completely trust my photography skills.”

Alaric readily admitted that Calum was unmatched on the battlefield. But when it came to aesthetics… the man was truly hopeless.

Emma didn’t check his lightcore. That wasn’t why she had come. Looking at Alaric, she asked, “Tonight was supposed to be your turn to sleep with me. But Kieran said you gave the opportunity to him. Why?”

That was the reason Emma had come. But it wasn’t because she couldn’t bear to give Alaric up–she was simply curious.

She wanted the gossip.

Alaric sighed at that. He rested his chin against Emma’s shoulder in a pitiful manner and spoke softly. “Because I can’t beat that guy in a fight. Emma… I’m really miserable.”

“You fought with Kieran?” Emma stared at Alaric in shock. “When? Where?”

A fight between those two must have been incredible. How could no one have told her?