Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs novel Chapter 147

Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs

Chapter 147 Marked, Claimed, and Completely Wrecked

Matthew’s boots crunched through the thick snow, each step letting out a sharp crunch as he passed by Yael’s cave and knocked on the door.

Yael seemed to have just gotten out of bed. His clothes weren’t even properly on, his collar hanging wide open, faint bite marks scattered across his shoulder in varying depths.

“Let’s go.” Matthew shifted his gaze away and turned around, his breath turning into white mist the moment he spoke.

“Hey, that outfit looks pretty d*mn good today.” Yael caught up, reaching out to feel Matthew’s cloak. “Zachary made you more clothes?”

Matthew rarely responded, but this time he did. “He made it a while ago.”

“And you’re only wearing it out now?”

“It’s thick.”

“If Quincy made me something like this, I’d wear it out even in the rainy season–walk a few laps around the tribe just to show it off.”

Mentioning Quincy made Yael drift back to the night before. Without Taylor wedged between them, they had finally been able to let loose. Round after round, completely satisfying–it had even deepened the bond between him and his mate.

Once you get a taste, you want more. Grinning, he leaned closer to Matthew. “Hey, brother, do me a favor- let Taylor stay over at your place a few more days.”

Matthew didn’t even turn his head. “Mm.”

“That easy?” Yael was genuinely surprised, then immediately touched. “Thanks, man.”

The snow was deep, but with their long legs, they could still manage, stepping and pulling their feet free with each stride.

By the cave near the tribe’s central clearing, Donald, Henry, and Ryker had already arrived, with other therians trickling in one after another.

Before Matthew even stepped inside, several gazes had already locked onto him. As if unaware, he continued forward, only stopping at the entrance to brush off the bits of snow clinging to his clothes.

Soon, he was surrounded.

“Matthew, that cloak looks amazing!”

“The style’s great, and the color too!”

“Hey… isn’t that snow wolf hide?”

“Did Zachary make it for you?”

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“How’d he attach the fur at the collar?”

Matthew stood there without moving, letting everyone look their fill–like a display piece in a museum. Except this particular exhibit seemed to be in a very good mood.

The chief chuckled. “No wonder Zachary only asked for a few snow wolf hides that day. So it was to make you clothes.”

A chorus of oh, so that’s why, I knew it spread through the crowd.

Linus said, “Matthew, Zachary really treats you well.”

“Mm.” Matthew nodded in agreement.

Isaac added. “How is Zachary so capable? His cooking’s great, and his clothes look amazing too!”

“Exactly! He’s good–looking and has such a great personality!”

Matthew found all these compliments about Zachary extremely pleasant to hear. His expression softened into a calm, almost contented ease.

The shaman stepped forward. “How’s Zachary doing?”

Matthew sincerely expressed his thanks before answering, “Your medicine worked very well. Zachary’s recovered quite a bit.”

“Oh, right–did he say anything about my medicine?” The shaman looked eager for feedback, especially from Zachary, who clearly knew a lot.

Bruce was already imagining the next time they worked on medicine together–maybe they could create some kind of miracle cure and leave their mark on Beastworld history.

Matthew briefly recalled the twisted expression on Zachary’s face while drinking it, but out of respect, he still replied, “It’s very good.”

Bruce beamed, even more convinced of his own talent, and shot Donald a smug look.

When Zachary woke up, he felt like his body was about to fall apart. If he were a machine, he’d probably be scattered across the floor in pieces right now.

His arms wouldn’t lift, straightening his legs took effort, and his lower back ached terribly. His throat was dry, his lips cracked, and when he instinctively licked them, the split at the corner made him hiss in pain.

Fragments of last night flashed uncontrollably through his mind–him under the covers, head lowered… the veins standing out on Matthew’s hand, his low, heavy breathing..

Zachary flushed bright red and covered his face. He had really lost his mind the day before.

When he threw back the blanket and looked down at his body, he went completely still.

Matthew had bitten him everywhere–chest, stomach, inner thighs, calves, ankles… like he was marking territory, determined to leave a trace on every inch of him. And his stomach… it would take a while to

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recover.

A voice came from outside. “Sire, are you awake?”

“Tll be right there.” Zachary climbed out of bed on shaky legs, pulling on his clothes layer by layer. After taking a few tentative steps, he let out a quiet breath. Thank god… I’m not crippled.

Jaden and Taylor had been playing outside, their heads dusted with snow. After shifting back into human form, their hair was damp and clinging to their faces.

The two cubs were sitting by the fire, drying their hair while reheating food and medicine før Zachary. Before leaving, Matthew had specifically told them to make sure Zachary drank the medicine.

“You slept in today,” Taylor said with a bright smile, pulling Zachary over to sit by the table. At some point, Matthew had placed a layer of beast–hide on the stone stool, so it wasn’t cold at all.

Jaden served out the congee, and beside it, as expected, was that familiar gray–green bowl of medicine.

After finishing the congee, Zachary, under the watchful eyes of the two cubs, bared his teeth and forced himself to gulp the medicine down.

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