Chapter 3

Inside the hotel suite.

Kael stood silently by the entrance, eyes downcast.

Like a silent stone statue, quietly awaiting his fate.

I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, not daring to remove his restraints.

"You should take a shower too."

He stared at me for a few seconds, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of trickling water began.

A few minutes later.

I knocked on the door. "I left my phone in there."

The little wolf hadn't locked the door.

So, the door simply opened.

Kael froze, his back to me.

His tall, powerful body was completely bare.

His skin was bloodless white, making the scars even more striking.

Water streamed down, washing over the rusty chains, black grime mixing with bloodstains on his forearms, flowing down his spine, across his waist, and pooling at his calves before slowly draining away.

His tail hung low, trembling slightly.

His fur wasn't as sleek and shiny as Jax's, but dry and dull.

It made him seem both fragile and wild.

I was utterly captivated.

I moved closer, embracing the little wolf from behind, gently kissing the bruises on his spine.

Kael's whole body shuddered. He asked stiffly, "What are you doing?"

It was the first time I'd heard the little wolf's voice.

Low, dry, magnetic.

"De-stressing," I answered him.

The little wolf's hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.

"No, this isn't..."

"Hmm?"

The little wolf let out a few muffled groans. "This isn't how you de-stress."

"I don't have much experience. Just bear with me."

I pushed the little wolf onto the bed, gently kissing each of his scars.

With his muzzle on and chains binding his hands and feet, the little wolf obediently let me do as I pleased.

His body remained tense, as if he didn't know how to react.

At the most crucial moment, the little wolf suddenly reached out and gripped my waist.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm?"

The little wolf looked at me, his voice growing huskier. "I'm just a low-grade beastman."

My impatient movements were my answer.

The little wolf groaned, closing his eyes, his long lashes trembling slightly.

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