Bing Shi didn't expect the beastmen's noses to be that sensitive. She thought that their scents would blend together in the tree's trunk, but a few wolf beastmen caught Tyrion's smell and alerted the guards.
Tyrion was so out of it, that he didn't even care about the danger lurking around. His mate was more terrifying and vicious than any beasts he could've faced. He couldn't help but tremble at the memory of her cruelty that crushed his spirit and made his heart ache.
Bing Shi threw her jacket over his lap and whispered, "I'm going to lead them away, you stay here. Give me your skirt."
"Huh?"
"Shush," she hushed him, sneaking out after he handed her his loin skirt.
"Hey! Over there! It's him!!" a wolf beastman exclaimed.
"Kill him!!!"
"Don't let him get away!!"