Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs novel Chapter 190

hapter 190 Drunken Dreams

But the moon would not stay still. It blurred at the edges and drifted in and out of focus.

Matthew lowered his head. “Sleepy?”

Finished

Zachary shook his head. He was not sleepy, exactly. His head was only spinning from the kiss. A little more air, and he would be fine.

Matthew loosened the front of his shirt and tucked Zachary inside against his warmth. “We’ll go down soon.

Zachary stared up at him for several seconds, then spoke with great seriousness. “I’m going to work hard, find a job, and earn money to take care of you.”

“I’ll buy you a huge house, big enough for you to live in even as a black panther. But you can’t go running around outside. Someone might catch you and send you to a zoo. Then if I want to visit you, I’ll have to buy a ticket.

“And I’ll buy you an Audi. A Mercedes too. Running on four legs all the time must be exhausting. Driving will be much faster. And Jaden. He’ll definitely love amusement parks. I’ll get him an annual pass and buy him lots of outfits…”

Drunk Zachary had completely forgotten whether he could actually afford any of this. He simply began building a wildly beautiful future out of thin air.

Matthew did not understand half the things he said, but he heard himself in every plan, and that was enough to make him happy.

A cold gust slipped into Zachary’s throat, making him cough several times.

Matthew stood with him in his arms. “Let’s go back and sleep.”

Zachary said, “But I’m not sleepy at all.”

“If you’re not sleepy, then we can do something else.”

Inside the cave, Jaden had already fallen deeply asleep again.

Matthew kissed away the dampness at the corners of Zachary’s eyes, his low voice dangerously coaxing. “Didn’t you say you

liked my

tail?”

“No… I don’t want the tail anymore…”

“Then what do you want?” Matthew braced himself above him and looked down at Zachary.

“I want to sleep… Sleep….” Thinking he had found a chance to escape, Zachary pitifully wrapped his arms around Matthew’s neck. “I’m so sleepy. I really want to sleep…”

“Aren’t we sleeping now?”

“No, this is… Mmm

The wirked black panther continued teasing the innocent little lynx until he had no room left to protest

16:25 Fri, Jun 5 M

ل

Chapter 190 Drunken Dreams

Finished

排

When Zachary opened his eyes the next day, his mind was still foggy. There were blank spots in his memory, and the only phrase left floating around was “drunken fruit juice.”

Good stuff. Natural fruit wine. It would definitely be amazing for cooking.

The fire in the middle of the cave burned bright and warm, chasing away all the cold. Zachary called for, Matthew, but no one answered.

He stepped outside and realized the cave was empty.

Breakfast had been left in the pot, but it was already cold. Zachary reheated it and ate slowly, then wandered

outside for a bit.

With nothing better to do, he took out the chicken feathers he had been saving. Using string and a wooden stick, he made a feather duster for cleaning.

The leftover feathers became several little cat toys, which he thought Jaden might enjoy playing with.

By the time he finished, Matthew still had not returned.

Zachary was genuinely bored now, so he went into the storage shed. His eyes landed on the basket of big turnips. Since there was flour at home, he decided to fry some turnips.

Once the idea appeared, he immediately got moving. When food was involved, Zachary never lacked motivation.

He took out a few turnips, washed them clean, and shredded them. After salting them to draw out the water, he squeezed them dry and chopped the shreds shorter.

The weather was cold, and so was the water. Before long, Zachary’s fingers were bright red from the chill. He hurried back to the fire to warm his hands before continuing.

He mixed the chopped turnip with flour and beaten egg, then added bits of wild onion. Finally, he stirred in seasoning powder and salt until everything came together.

A

pot of oil went over the fire. Once it grew hot, he put the turnips in, and a sharp sizzling sound immediately filled the cave.

The pale yellow balls puffed up quickly in the hot oil, their surfaces slowly turning crisp and golden. One by one, they floated up like little bubbles.

Because Zachary left the cave door open while cooking, the fragrance of fried food rode the wind and spread far beyond the entrance.

Food was limited during the cold season, and hungry beasts might take risks. The chance was low, but no one could be careless. That was why the tribe’s therians took turns patrolling every day to protect the sub- therians and cubs.

Whenever patrol routes were assigned. Matthew and the rest always fought for the western side. That route passed Zachary’s cave, and delicious smells often drifted out from there.

16:25 Fri, Jun 5 M

ـل

Chapter 190 Drunken Dreams

Finishett

Today, Donald and Ethan were on duty. They caught the scent from far away and, without discussing it. both pretended they were only passing by. Their acting was terrible, and their conversation sounded stiff enough to be rehearsed.

Ethan asked, “What smells so good?”

“Food, obviously!” Donald replied.

Ethan then added, “It smells like something fried.”

Donald countered. “No, I think it’s being pan–seared.”

“I’m telling you, it’s fried.”

The two kept talking as they inched closer and closer to Zachary’s door. Then they deliberately made a little

noise.

“Donald? Ethan?” Zachary had just lifted out the first batch of fried turnips.

Donald smiled. “We’re patrolling. Just passing through.”

Ethan’s eyes were glued to the golden balls on the plate, and he swallowed despite himself.

Zachary greeted them warmly. “Come try some. They’re freshly fried turnips.”

“Thanks, Zachary!” The two had been waiting exactly for that invitation and accepted without hesitation.

The outside was crisp, the inside tender. The more they ate, the better it tasted, and it

was not greasy at all.

Donald and Ethan kept nodding. “This is seriously good!”

After a whole morning of patrolling in the cold wind, their exhaustion vanished in an instant.

322