Raising Beast Cubs to Find a Husband novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: The Morning After the End of the World

The first thing Primrose felt was weight.

It wasn’t the crushing gravity of the Void Sovereign, nor the spiritual pressure of the Lion Ancestor. It was a warm, soft, breathing weight.

She opened her eyes.

She wasn’t in the desert anymore. She was lying in a massive four-poster bed with velvet curtains, bathed in the soft morning light of the Palace. The air smelled of healing herbs, sun-warmed linen, and... milk.

She tried to sit up, but she was effectively pinned.

Vali was asleep across her shins, snoring softly with his mouth open, looking very much like a human boy who dreamed of chasing rabbits.

Clover was curled up in the crook of her right arm, clutching her stuffed carrot doll.

Orion—in his human form, having lost his fins the moment he left the water—was sprawled out on the pillow next to her. His arm was thrown dramatically over Primrose’s forehead, and he was drooling slightly on her cheek.

Silas, the Panther Heir, was curled up in a tight ball at the foot of the bed. He was awake but silent, his violet eyes watching the door protectively, his small hand gripping the blanket.

Jasper was sitting upright in a cushioned chair next to the bed, asleep with a heavy book open on his lap. Pickles, the baby dragon, was coiled around his neck like an emerald necklace, blowing tiny smoke rings.

Arjun and Ellia were asleep on a thick rug near the hearth, holding hands amidst a pile of cushions.

And sitting in a chair by the window, looking like he hadn’t slept in three days, was Caspian.

He was peeling a pear with a small silver knife. When Primrose stirred, he froze. A long strip of peel fell silently to the floor.

"Prim?" Caspian whispered, his voice rough with exhaustion.

"Hey," Primrose croaked. Her throat felt dry, like she had swallowed the desert wind. "Did we win? Or is this the afterlife? Because if this is the afterlife, my lower back still hurts."

Caspian let out a breath he seemed to have been holding for an eternity. He crossed the room in two strides, moving silently so as not to wake the children. He sat on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb Vali, and gently lifted Orion’s arm off her face.

"We won," Caspian said softly, his teal eyes searching hers to make sure she was really there. "You obliterated him. The Void Core is gone."

"Good," Primrose whispered. She leaned her cheek into his palm. "How long was I out?"

"Three days," Caspian said. "The Imperial Healers said your mana channels were dry as a bone. You used enough energy to light up the entire Empire."

Primrose looked at the sleeping kids. "And they stayed here?"

"We couldn’t move them," Caspian smiled, a tired but genuine expression breaking through his worry. "Silas hissed at the Chief Healer when he tried to change your bandages. Vali threatened to bite anyone who made too much noise. They declared themselves your Royal Guard."

Primrose felt tears prick her eyes. She reached out and gently squeezed Silas’s foot. The stoic panther boy relaxed his guard instantly, closing his eyes to finally rest.

"They’re safe," she murmured. "They’re actually safe."

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A loud crash echoed from the hallway, followed by a roar.

"Unhand that roast, you oversized rug!"

"I hunted it! By the laws of the jungle, it is mine!"

Primrose blinked. "Is that...?"

An hour later, having escaped the cuddle pile and eaten a bowl of rich stew, Primrose sat on the wide stone balcony of the infirmary. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

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