Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179 Something’s Amiss

When Laurent saw this, he quickly stopped Donald. “Stop that! What you need is a small fire. What are you going to do? Make Bruce chew on the dregs?”

Donald hastily removed the wood from the fire.

Bruce was still dizzy from the fever. So, it didn’t take him long for his strength to falter. He closed his eyes with his forehead resting on his knees as he drifted off to sleep once more,

When he blinked back to consciousness, he found himself lying on the bed.

Donald was standing nearby with a bowl of medicine, leaning over to him. Judging by the warm sensation on his shoulder, Donald had roused him. “Wake up, you have to take your medicine.”

Honestly, Bruce felt as useless as a newborn cub. Still, he tried to push himself up. That proved to be a terrible idea. His body stiffened as a hiss of pain slipped from his lips.

Donald quickly scooted closer. “What’s wrong?”

Bruce’s gaze fell on the culprit and blurted, “Why?”

Donald scrunched his brows in confusion. “What?”

Bruce reached a hand out and said wearily, “Give me a hand. I can’t get up.”

Donald immediately set the medicine bowl aside and helped Bruce up.

However, Bruce suddenly felt him up. “So, that’s where all the meat you ate went.”

Donald stiffened as he staggered away, utterly flustered. “Shaman!”

His of Bruce’s title made the atmosphere in the cave turn cold.

Bruce picked up the bowl and chugged the medicine in one go. Nevertheless, it didn’t help much as he started swaying the second he left the bed.

Donald instinctively reached out to help him, but stopped himself before he could touch Bruce.

Bruce lowered his eyes and didn’t spare a look at Donald’s way as he trudged out of the cave.

One didn’t really have

an appetite when they were ill.

Sadly, that argument wasn’t going to fly when it came to his Sire and Alpha. Laurent had cooked up a feast, so Bruce forced himself to finish his food, as he didn’t want them to worry.

Laurent looked at Donald and then at Bruce before exchanging a meaningful look with his mate.

Something was wrong.

Laurent tentatively broached the subject, asking, “Did you two have a fight?”

Bruce looked up and smiled. “Of course not. We’re doing just fine.”

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Donald’s Alpha said to Donald, “Bruce is the tribe’s shaman now. You might be his older brother, but you must show him the respect he deserves.”

Donald’s eyes flickered with an unreadable emotion as he hummed in agreement.

Laurent wanted the two to stay for the night after dinner. After all, he had taken care to clean their respective caves even after they’d left. All he had to do was put a blanket on the stone bed, and they’d be all

set.

Alas, Donald turned Laurent down, saying he would escort Bruce home.

Bruce said nothing.

The two therians walked under the moonlight, one in front of the other.

Bruce walked very slowly, so Donald would stop to wait for him every now and then.

When they returned to the cave, Donald promptly went about starting a fire while Bruce riffled through the wooden shelves.

Donald asked, “What are you looking for?”

“Anti–inflammatory ointment,” Bruce answered curtly.

Donald crouched down and pulled out a stone bowl from the left side of the bottom shelf, several small bundles.

Bruce swiftly took one for himself and turned to walk into the cave.

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Donald didn’t even realize he was following Bruce until he saw the other therian taking off his clothes when he got to the bed.

Donald hastily spun around,

“Wait!” Bruce’s voice rang out behind him.

Donald didn’t turn as he answered, “What is it?”

“Help me apply the medicine.”

Only then did he recall that Bruce had many marks on his body that needed medicine. So, he turned back around.

Nonetheless, the sight that greeted him made him freeze in his tracks.

Bruce was completely naked, but he couldn’t dwell on that for long as Bruce tossed the medicine to him. Then, the therian lay on his back with his knees bent.

Bruce looked right at him and demanded, “Well? What are you waiting for?”

Donald stood there stiffly, his eyes darting everywhere but at Bruce’s prone form.

Bruce eventually had had enough as he said, “I can’t reach inside myself.”

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Donald’s face turned beet red as he spluttered, “Can’t you do it yourself?”

Finished

Bruce stared at him for a few seconds before looking away, seemingly disappointed as he said flatly, “Fine, forget it.”

His coughs echoed in the cave as he pulled the bedding to cover himself. Then, he closed his eyes and muttered, “I’m tired. You may leave.”

Suddenly, something warm grabbed his cold ankle.

Bruce’s eyes snapped open, and he saw Donald kneeling on the bed with one leg. His head was lowered as he inspected the area with a glob of brownish anti–inflammatory medicine covering his fingers.

The cave temperature was lower than normal due to the weather. So, the medicine was cold as it had been sitting for a while.

Bruce couldn’t help but shiver as his breathing grew ragged.

Yet, Donald looked like a consummate professional, his face solemn as he went about applying the medicine.

Sadly, his bobbing Adam’s apple and burning ears gave him away.

Bruce gripped the beast–hide bedding beneath him. The therian who had been so bold and arrogant just a moment ago couldn’t help but look away, his bloodless lips bitten red.

Meanwhile, Donald now looked every bit like a shaman with his complete focus on treating Bruce.

Bruce suddenly regretted making Donald do this. This was clearly a form of torture.

“Is that enough?” Donald was the first to break the silence.

“Mm.”

Donald went out to wash his hands. When he returned, he immediately felt Bruce’s forehead. To his relief, Bruce was no longer burning up as badly as before.

Bruce looked away. “You… should go.”

“Mm.”

Donald didn’t go anywise after leaving the cave. Instead, he sat by the fire, his forehead covered with a

sheen of sweat, and he was completely lost in thought.

He snuck back into the cave once more during the night. Bruce was a sweaty mess, but his fever had broken.

Donald quietly closed the door and returned to his own cave.

From that day on, he began to avoid Bruce.

The temperature dropped gradually with each passing day during the cold season.

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Finished

The snow on the ground had barely melted when another layer of fresh snow would cover the ground.

As time passed, the ice on the river grew thicker and thicker.

Fewer and fewer animals frolicked through the forest due to the cold. Sure enough, the number of caught in traps was decreasing by the day. There were even cases where animals were caught only to be stolen by other therians or wild beasts.

prey

However, the coldest part of the season had yet to darken their doorsteps.

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