Chapter 79 A Choice That Was Never Real
“That was all a lie. You have no idea how hard I had to hold back. Still, it was worth it. I got to meet a female this beautiful. Claire, you’re the only interesting part of this whole operation.”
The last part was directed straight at Claire. Claire shot him a flat look, then turned her head away.
Fiona shrieked, her voice cracking. “That’s impossible! Claire is ugly and scrawny. No one wants her. How could she ever compare to me?”
Jeffrey nudged her head with his foot, forcing her to face the cage, where Claire stood surrounded by the others.
“Open your eyes and take a good look. Tell me what you have that she does not.”
Fiona looked at Claire, standing at the center of everyone’s attention, and for the first time truly examined her rival. The hatred clouding her vision finally lifted, and her eyes opened.
When had Claire become so beautiful?
Refusing to accept it, Fiona clung to Jeffrey’s leg.
“Jeffrey, I’m yours. You can’t treat me like this!”
He kicked her away without hesitation, then turned to the worm beastfolk beside him.
“Take your female back. I don’t want to see that face again.”
The worm beastfolk grinned and stepped forward. Ignoring Fiona’s screams, he grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her away toward his burrow. Her cries faded into the distance.
Inside the cage, the females were overwhelmed by a tangle of emotions. Hatred, pity, and despair.
Claire looked up at Jeffrey. At the same time, he was studying her with open interest, his gaze moving over her from head to toe.
Because of the winter, she was wrapped in thick fur layers, but her figure still showed through, graceful and
unmistakable.
“Interesting. Claire, now you can become my female without any distractions. The nuisance is gone.”
Jeffrey crossed his arms, speaking like he was granting her a favor.
Claire was tired from standing. She leaned back against the woven vines of the cage, her body worn, but her eyes clear and sharp.
“You think I’d choose you just because Fiona’s gone? A cobra, right? Is your eyesight bad or something? Need a pair of glasses?”
“What did you say? I’m a king cobra, not just a cobra. King cobra!”
Jeffrey didn’t catch the sarcasin, but the word cobra alone was enough to set him off. He snapped back immediately, as if missing that one word stripped him of everything.
11:48 Tue, Jul 14
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