327 An Extremely Familiar Aura
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
What time and place was this, and he was still thinking of doing such a thing!
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I was anxious and angry. I held his arm with both hands, wanting to bite on it again.
âWhoosh!
âWhoosh!â
It was the sharp air-piercing sound caused by something sliding across the air rapidly.
My pupils contracted as I saw a few arrows streaking across the night sky, stabbing the ground where I was before.
If the person hadnât pounced on me, I would have been shot into a sieve by now.
My struggle weakened, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on my body. I leaned weakly on the shoulder of the person behind me.
The person could feel my force dissipating and gently touch my back twice. It was even somewhat gentle.
I lost all my temper after being touched twice. I could only follow the personâs footsteps and retreat step by step, leaving this troublesome place.
A group of people in uniform surrounded us not long after we left.
After they carefully inspected the open space, they made a path.
General Lovecraft and a man in a hood came from behind.
âWhatâs going on?â General Lovecraft asked his subordinate.
âI didnât find anything unusual,â the subordinate said.
âIdiot! I heard the commotion here just now,â Lovecraft reprimanded. âHow can there be no traces left behind?â
âLet me take a look,â the hooded man said.
He pulled down his hat, and a young and pale face appeared under the wide cloak.
He looked to be in his twenties, no more than six feet tall, but his eyes carried a sense of maturity and gloominess that was completely different from those of a 20-year-old. There was a scar on the left side of his face, and his hair hung down from his forehead, almost covering half of his face.
He walked to the open space alone and touched one of the trees. Then, he spread his fingers and made a seal.
Just as the seal was about to take shape, the hooded manâs fingers trembled, and the energy dissipated silently, shattering the seal.
General Lovecraft frowned and asked, âWhat happened?â
The hooded man shook his head, and his eyes turned gloomy. âThereâs no need to investigate. Itâs the Silver Family.â
âThem again?â General Lovecraft thought of something. He moved to the hooded manâs side and whispered, âDo they also...â
âIâm not sure yet,â the hooded man said coldly.
He turned to look at General Lovecraft. âYou donât have to worry about that. Iâll think of a way to deal with it. Whatâs important is our matter.â
âDonât worry. My plan is going smoothly. I will find a way to give you the source of the power of the Golden Wolf that you want. But you promised me.â
âI will also pay you the remuneration I promised before.â
That person dragged me for a long time.
Just as I was about to lose my patience and stop to question him, I suddenly saw the light in the distance.
That was the end of the forest. I was finally going to leave the forest.
My footsteps suddenly became much lighter. The person beside me noticed my change and snorted coldly before grabbing my hand tightly.
When I left the forest, I felt my breathing had become easier. The other party finally stopped in his tracks and pulled down the hood covering his face, revealing a face that I was familiar with. It was Michael.
I wasnât surprised by his identity. In fact, when he threw me to the side, I had already felt an extremely familiar aura from his body after the initial struggle.
Michael glared at me and rolled up his sleeve. The blood on it had already scabbed, and only two rows of teeth marks were left as evidence to remind us of what had just happened.
âYou were really going for it.â
âWho told you to pounce on me suddenly? It was you who scared me first.â
âIf it werenât for me just now, you would have died.â
I knew I was wrong, so I didnât say anything more. I stepped forward to check his injuries.
The healing ability of a Lycan was very strong, so such a simple external injury would not be a problem at all.
I looked at Michaelâs arm and thought about how I had been thirsty and hungry all day because of the fight with him in the morning.
I ran out alone because of him. I was in a state of fear the entire night. The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved and angry I became. At this moment, Michael was by my side, and I didnât have to face all the problems myself.
I grabbed Michaelâs forearm and wanted to take another bite.
âAre you trying your luck again?â Michael glared at me and wanted to pull his arm back.
I raised my eyes to look at him and pursed my lips.
Michaelâs expression froze for a moment, and he stretched his arm back as if he was surrendering. âGo ahead and bite me. If youâre angry, bite me. Itâs all my fault. I almost hurt you again.â
Michael deliberately used a nonchalant tone, but I could feel his worry for me.
I put my teeth on Michaelâs arm and felt his muscles tense up and relax instantly. I gently ground my teeth on it and then used the tip of my tongue to lick Michaelâs wound.
âIâm sorry,â I mumbled.