Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 938

Chapter 938 The Wolf

Calum: [Whoa… is that seriously Marcus?]

Malrik asked, “That cat toy wand looks pretty nice. You think Emma’s into that?”

Kieran sent a ‘taking notes‘ emoji.

Corvin argued, “I can do that too. My beast form is way cuter than Marcus.”

Jim asked, “What color bell goes best with black fur?”

Corvin answered, “Jim, you actually typed out a whole sentence for once.”

Lucien was speechless.

Downstairs, Lucien stared at the group chat, lost in thought.

A cat toy wand wouldn’t exactly work for a bird.

But a bell? That could definitely work.

Emma loved seeing him in uniform. Maybe if he…

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Upstairs, Emma, sandwiched between Drake and Alaric with her whole body practically catching fire, heard the faint jingle of a bell and forced herself to turn her head, struggling free from the tangle surrounding her.

The moment she looked, her eyes went completely.

wide.

A small, snow white wolf, barely the size of her palm, with eyes half glazed over in exhaustion, dragged a cat toy wand longer than his own body as he padded gracefully across

le floor toward her feet.

Marcus tilted his head up slightly, his silver gray eyes locked directly onto Emma.

Then, slowly, with deliberate gentleness, he nuzzled his face against her ankle.

The toy wand trailing behind his tail flopped down right beside her foot with a soft thump.

Marcus opened his mouth and let out an exaggerated, deliberately high pitched little cry.

For one suspended second, the entire room seemed to freeze in place.

Drake’s expression turned darker than midnight, and the smile on Alaric’s lips froze solid.

Neither of them could have imagined that Marcus, of all people, the one who normally moped around half dead with indifference. could sink to a level of sharnelessness like this.

The instant Emma laid eyes on Marcus, something in her heart shattered completely.

A fluffy white puppy wolf, dressed up with a red bow, a tiny bell around his neck, dragging around his own cat toy wand.

This was too adorable to survive.

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That deliberately squeaky little “awwoo” alone felt like a hook sinking straight into her chest, rattling every single organ she

owned.

The gorgeous nine tailed fox with his robe half undone, the domineering dragon with his searing hot chest, none of that mattered anymore. None of it.

Emma’s body reacted faster than her mind could even process what was happening.

She yanked her hands back, sucked in a sharp breath, and wriggled free with the flexibility of an eel, slipping clean out from between Alaric and Drake’s previously airtight formation.

A sharp smack rang out. With Emma no longer holding them apart, Drake and Alaric, who’d each been quietly straining against one another, collided head on from the sheer momentum.

“Ugh…”

Both men stared at each other, looking like they might actually be sick.

Alaric reacted almost instantly, tapping his toes lightly and stepping back in a flash, though the sudden movement caused his silken sleepwear to slip even further down, exposing an even wider stretch of his elegant collarbone.

Except nobody in that room cared to appreciate it anymore.

Drake, meanwhile, forced his body to a dead stop, his usually cold and commanding face now dark enough to drip pure venom, his black eyes locked onto the calculating little wolf on the floor.

“Marcus, you are so adorable!”

Emma’s eyes lit up like she’d struck gold, and she scooped the tiny, ragdoll cat sized white wolf straight into her arms.

So soft!

Impossibly soft!

The massive tundra wolf, shrunk down to this size, had fur that felt fluffy and silky smooth, carrying a faint, cool freshness that made holding him feel absolutely wonderful.

Cradled in Emma’s arms, Marcus felt the fur on his face flush a delicate shade of pink.

Ignoring the murderous glares Drake and Alaric were shooting his way, glares practically sharp enough to kill a wolf outright, he tilted his little head up and nuzzled his damp little nose against the curve of Emma’s neck, letting out a soft, contented purring sound deep in his throat.

He even wrapped his tail around the rainbow colored toy wand and pushed it gently toward Emma’s hand, offering it up.

A soft jingle rang out.

The golden bell around his neck chimed clearly, almost like a taunt aimed directly at the other two.

“Aww, here, play with me!

“Whatever you want to play, I’m playing along with you!”

Emma had completely lost the battle. She grabbed the toy wand and began waving it gently in front of Marcus.

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Marcus extended one fluffy little paw and swatted at the wand with perfect, obedient timing.

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Sprawled comfortably in Emma’s arms, Marcus batted at the rainbow wand with both front paws, cat style, letting out little exaggerated whimpering sounds every so often.

Off to the side, Drake and Alaric stood there, their faces darker than storm clouds.

“Drake,” Alaric ground his back teeth together and lowered his voice, “aren’t you a Drakonid?

“Why don’t you shrink yourself down for Emma to see? If you turned into something palm sized and let her wear you around her wrist like a bracelet, wouldn’t that beat that shedding, half dead wolf by a mile?”

A vein bulged sharply at Drake’s temple, and his voice came out through nearly clenched teeth.

“Shut your mouth.

“Do you not remember that when Drakonids shrink down, we end up looking like some ugly black lizard?”

That scheming fox clearly had nothing but bad intentions.

Drake shot Alaric a mocking glare in return.

“Don’t just point fingers at me. What about you?

“Don’t you have nine tails? Why not show them all off and

every single one for Emma to see?”

Alaric’s expression froze.

He had actually planned on doing exactly that, but with Marcus already armed with red ribbons and a toy wand, wagging his tails now would clearly feel like losing the props competition before he’d even started.

By the doorway, Edric completely ignored both Alaric and Drake, holding up his interface and thoughtfully zooming in for a close up shot, streaming Marcus‘ shameless display of cuteness straight to the group chat.

Calum texted, “Never would’ve guessed Marcus had this side to him.”

Kieran sent a mindblown emoji. “So, this is the legendary tough guy acting cute thing everyone talks about. Deadliest weapon in existence. I get it now. I’m buying a whole box of bows tomorrow.”

Corvin tagged Drake and Alaric. “Don’t you two chicken out on me now!”

Corvin continued, “Both of you need to transform too. Alaric, you’re a white Emberfox with way more tails than Marcus has legs. You already win on numbers alone.”

Corvin kept going on, “That’ll definitely win Emma over even harder.”

Corvin continued, “Drake, sure you don’t have fur, but you’ve got dragon scales. Pull a few off and turn them into a toy wand so Emma can use them to play with Alaric instead.”