The Tough Girl and Her Beast King Lovers novel Chapter 6

Sebastian waited in the courtyard of the hot spring all afternoon, but the little female never returned. A vague unease crept into his chest.

Then a beast's roar echoed from far away. His heart clenched.

"A feral beast? Did something happen to her?"

Without another thought, he shifted into his beast form and sprinted toward the sound.

At the same time, a brown bear on Laurel's side slammed its front paws into the ground, coiling with power before charging straight at her. It moved quickly, its pounding footsteps shaking the earth.

Laurel snapped out of her daze. She screamed and scrambled to her feet, running in panic.

The bear was closing in. Her foot caught on a tree root, and she stumbled hard, crashing to the ground.

Staring at the bear just steps away, she shut her eyes and tears spilled down her cheeks.

So this was it. Her journey through the beast world was about to end.

Suddenly, a violent gust swept overhead. In the blink of an eye, a towering white figure landed in front of her.

In the cutting cold wind, what stood between her and danger was a silver-white Fenfrost.

The wolf's body rose more than ten feet tall, like a ruler of the frozen plains stepping out of ancient legend.

Moon-bright fur covered him from head to toe, every strand whipping in the northern gale and reflecting a cold, crystal sheen.

Solid muscle shifted beneath the pale coat. His sharp claws dug deep into the frozen ground, carving long grooves in the snow.

When the Fenfrost turned his head, his eyes burned blue like polar glaciers, as if they held ice that would never melt.

But when those eyes settled on Laurel, the frozen sharpness dissolved at once, turning gentle and clear.

"Are you hurt?"

The low voice came from the wolf's jaws, cold with frost yet unmistakably concerned.

He lowered his head and lightly nudged her forehead with his nose. White mist curled from his breath, softening the massive presence before her.

"Huh? The wolf can talk?"

Laurel froze. Then the voice hit her as familiar, and realization dawned.

"Sebastian?" she asked timidly.

"Yeah." The Fenfrost gave a small nod.

"Oh my god. This is your beast form? It's huge!" Her eyes went wide, like someone seeing the world for the first time.

"Yeah." He nodded again.

Sebastian sighed inwardly. As expected, his beast form scared the little female.

If it hadn't been an emergency, he wouldn't have shifted.

Powerful beastmen had enormous, intimidating beast forms, with sharp fangs and overwhelming presence. Females feared them, even disliked them.

To please females, strong beastmen usually stayed in humanoid form.

Even when traveling, they would carry a Matriarch, or use a smaller, weaker beastman as a mount, like the deer clans or antelope clans.

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