Trapped in Beast World: My Husbands Are All Animals! Novel

---- Chapter 34 Firelight and Jealousy Whatever the trigger, Tobias's temper was the first to explode -jealousy bursting outward like a jar smashed on the ground. Ardenia spun around with Niall, her face bright with laughter, utterly unaware of the two males behind her who were about to compete for her attention. Tobias and Calder's fists paused midair as a loud shout suddenly echoed through the Wolf Tribe, breaking the tense silence. "Intruders approaching!" Quincy's face darkened as the music abruptly faded, overtaken by the cold, heavy presence of a Level 8 therian approaching from afar.

Vesper, Halden, and the others tensed up, ready for a fight. Meanwhile, Niall quickly took Ardenia into his arms on the dance floor, instinctively protecting her. Under the starry sky, a fox therian walked ahead, accompanied by two cubs, weaving confidently through the assembled crowd. ALevel 8 therian? ---- The Inkfox Tribe actually has a Level 8 therian?! Whispers rippled through the crowd, yet everyone remained alert. Just moments earlier, Deria had been laughing with Ventor, playfully challenging Ardenia and Niall to a dance-off.

Now, as the Level 8 therian approached, her heart hammered for reasons she couldn't name. "Why does that fox look familiar?" Deria wondered, feeling almost blind at the moment. She grasped Ventor's hand tightly, narrowing her eyes as she examined the tall figure and the two smaller ones beside him. The Level 8 therian-Scott Lambert-darkened at once. After two years of yearning, he finally found the female who haunted his dreams, only to see her with another man. The firelight flickered across Scott's face, finally revealing him completely to Deria. "D*mn it.

You've got to be kidding me." Awave of memory suddenly overwhelmed her. ---- She thought, That was the therian | bonded with during his heat, back when | was traveling. | gave birth, then ran. How could he have tracked me all the way here? Deria pulled her hand back from Ventor's hold and quickly moved away, but she only managed a few steps before Scott's voice rang out behind her. "Stop!" Scott withdrew his overwhelming presence, his eyes blazing with anger as he saw Deria attempt to flee. The entire Wolf Tribe caught on immediately. So Deria's mate is here.Well. This just got interesting.

"Hey, Scott. It's been a while." Deria attempted to maintain her composure, but her smile faded the moment she saw the two cubs beside him. "You heartless female, do you realize what these two years have meant for me?" Scott demanded bitterly. Pride and the dignity of a Level 8 therian meant nothing now. Before the entire Wolf Tribe, he dropped to his knees and voiced his grievances aloud for all to hear. ---- Deria rubbed her forehead, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Scott, can we talk about this at home?" "No!" Well, that was that; so much for asking nicely.

"Deria," Scott shouted, "Choose one: me, the cubs, or your freedom!" As he spoke, tears welled up in Scott's eyes and began to stream down his face as he sobbed publicly. Is he actually crying? Ventor had never imagined facing a rival like this. He used to laugh at Ardenia's suitors, but now he was the one being laughed at. His mate stood with another male, and they had cubs. D*mn it. My heart is splitting open. "Deria," Ventor asked hoarsely, pointing at Scott, who was sobbing on the ground. "You said | was your only.

So what is this?" He framed it as a question, but what he truly wanted was an answer. Even a comforting lie would do. He was willing to believe anything. ---- Yet, Deria said nothing. Her silence sliced through Ventor, each second feeling like a thousand knives. Quincy wanted to intervene, but this wasn't his tribe's therian. His hands were tied. Deria is rarely home, never settles down with one of our tribe's males, and keeps drawing trouble in from the outside. If this blows up into a fight... then what? Deria also considered that. She gave Quincy a look that clearly conveyed, "Relax.

I've got this." Still, uneasy murmurs rippled through the crowd. "Seriously? She provoked a Level 8 therian. What if this turns into a clash with the Inkfox Tribe?" "Yeah. We can't go to war over her, can we?" "Always stirring up trouble. So what if she invents crossbows? She just acts clever and is never home. If not for the Moon Tide Festival, who knows where she'd be off to next." The instant Scott overheard them discussing his female, his tears vanished. ---- "What are you saying?" he snapped. "Deria is amazing. My cubs and | actually come here to join the Wolf Tribe. Where's your chief?

Want me to sign up now?" He scanned the crowd, a broad grin breaking out as he announced, "Buy one, get two free. My cubs come with abilities, by the way." "Father, wait a moment," Ardenia called out. "I'm not done watching this yet." Deria stood rooted to the spot, blindsided by her best friend's sudden betrayal. As soon as someone else joined, Scott hurled himself back into the drama. He sank down, tears and snot flowing, pointing at Deria while crying out, "When she loved me, she couldn't get enough of me! Now she doesn't-every word feels like a knife, stabbing me repeatedly..."