Chapter 89

‍‍‍‍‍(eight hours later )

The little wolf woke up and realized he was suspended on air . He tried to jump off but then he transformed mid air with his feet being the first thing to touch the ground. Just like his humongous wolf body , he is also the like , just that immaturity is clearly visible on his face . At first glance one can see that he is still a teenage. He doesn't even have a mature alpha's heavy degree of body hair. All wolves are hairy but some aren't that much, just like humans but a little bit more than them. Those with few body hair have light blankets and vise versa.He stretched and yawned with a wolf's roar but as he lowered his eyes, he saw a beautiful angel leaning against the tree. Its hair partially white and its hands red. Looking back to what he was sleeping on he was able to concluded that that was to help keep him alive and suspended

" I almost died because of you", he moved towards him and lifted his hand to touch his face but Adrian quickly caught him and raised his eyes to look at him.

Their eyes locked for a few moments . His hair slowly waved from left to right . It was a mess due to the explosive powerburst from last night . Furthermore he looked unrealistically pale , implying that he was indeed a bit drained. He hadn't had the chase to replenish his energy as he was continuously using it throughout. and one every few minutes he would scan the whole perimeter . It's without a doubt that he he has exhausted his body. Adrian lowered his only to find the other completely naked !

Adrian has seen a lot of wolves nude especially after hunting so he isn't shocked. If it wasn't for his already huge body, he would compliment that this young alpha. There is absolutely nothing little about this little guy's rocket. And to think it will become twice the size after puberty and nearly five times when he is exited, heaven bless whatever will attempt to host this bulldozer

" You are awake . Let's go ", Adrian told him calmy pushing off the hand

The nude beast limped a little while he carried on walking.

" Are you still injured?", Adrian asked him briskly but his company giggled like Adrian was being ridiculous for thinking that a smackdown like the one he hadn't wouldn't leave aches .

But to Adrian it was a cause of indifference. So many times that whenever Adrian showed a hint of concern, wolves have mistaken him for flirting. Females and males are alike . He is so gorgeous that he confuses a lot of individuals. But it's really unnerving because more often than not he really doesn't care. It's sort of like a mandatory thing cultivators have to say like doctors checking on the pain level of their patients.

Adrian summoned multiple leaves and some qi then used it to wrap him. Afterwards he stood up to walk in front of him. He didn't even seem to care and even said that Adrian was tickling him. Afterwards he made the same suspension bed and made him float on it .

They walked back and half an hour later, he begun to talk

" You are very powerful and exotic. Your white hair like your face is very mysterious. I saw you leaving the town and went to warn you about the missing wolves but when you got here , you saved me instead.What's your name??",

He got silence . Adrian touched his hair and noticed it was still white. He doesn't know how to change it back so he reduced his pace hoping that it will become black again.

"Fine , I will just ask the chief who the white-haired cultivator is ? ",

" Adrian, silver level demon cultivator of the Shuitian school. ", He answered him quickly

" Mars, former wolf cub from Inor" , he spoke feeling like he pressurized Adrian.

Adrian rolled his eyes at him. Mars' sarcasm was enlightening and bold . Nothing that Adrian said from his introduction except his name and level is unknown. There is only one cultivation school and cultivation is the act of handling demons. Similar to Mars , he is obviously a wolf and used to be a cub when he was young.

" I am sleepy, wake me at Inor", he begged and pretended to sleep

Adrian looked at him and he shrugged off the indifference.

Mars has nothing special about him except having an ugly wolf coat and a large body. He is not even that well built. He is arguably chubby and has a bothersome smell to him. His teeth are crooked and his hair is unkempt. He has a boring voice and his skin is really bad..He is literally the incarnation of the insults they haul at Herim. Maybe it is safe to assume that he also has a terrible rooting.

"Should I carry you?I am a lot more comfortable than I look", He asked with eyes closed.

Adrian ignored him . He would like to be carried but Mars will move faster and not award his hair time to change. Another thing is that , Mars is naked! Wouldn't it be unnaturally weird if they came into town like that?

( Back at Inor)

" I was looking for food and Mr Cultivator followed me. ", He smiled to the chief who seemed a little angry. It was gusty to lie to the chief but Mars is naive. He trusts easily henceforth has taken a liking into Adrian simply because of his exotic aura.

Adrian was actually glad that the childish mountain knows how to take a hint and was able to produce a filtered stroy to the audience. With a high degree of content Adrian took over and explained everything about the fight excluding his techniques and conversation with Mars.ars knodded at everything and asked if he can excuse himself . His acting skills were impeccable along with Adrian acting like it was a testimony than a facade.

Herim stared to and fro the two.He knows Adrian. Other than their story something seems off but he isn't sure what .

The elders , Ryle ,Syin and Valian went together. Joln stayed behind with Herim. Adrian didn't want to talk to Joln so he went along with Mars.

" Chief said that I should be thankful for you saving me so thanks.", He tried to touch Adrian's shoulder but he dodged it and he touched his other shoulder. He smiled and left but Adrian continued to follow him

' I guess a thank you isn't enough', he thought alone. He turned back to his company and found Adrian already staring back.

He looked so much better than earlier one and he was even a bit reddish. A lot must have happened on the journey back to Inor.

He winked at him but Adrian didn't react.

" You're strong. For that I will award you ten more minutes of piggyback riding ", he spoke like he was congratulating a warrior, but only then did Adrian scoff.

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Herim turned back to look at the creature. His emotions and pains came surging to the surface. The last time he was alone with Joln was back at the school , when he almost kissed him.

Days ago, when he kissed Adrian, he really wished it was Joln. Even in his dreams, the thought lingered over Joln. But of course, in his mind they did a lot more than just kiss. It felt so vivid and clear. All the hours that he would be secretly stealing glances of Joln paid off because he created such a clear illusion of him but if all felt like adoring a ghost. He couldn't tell the softness of Joln's lips , the warmth of his skin nor the beating of his veins when they were entwined like that. just like in real life, even in his mind, he can't fully harness the sweetness that is Joln

His chest ached along with the wounds on his body when he sees him looking so perfect. Why is it so much torture to like someone? Would it bruise anyone's ego if he could hold him just once? Of course afterwards he want to touch him again but right now he has a gnawing desire to just be near him

When he recalls how Nalem brutalized his body because Ryle told on him for being friendly with Joln, it aches all over again. He isn't supposed to hate or acquaint any wolves in the school, he just had to keep acting like they are trees . All in all he understands that he is supposed to be the outcast but how does he do that when his heart is tattooed over the thought of Joln .

Joln kept looking back at Herim . He too recalled the time when he was alone with Herim. The way they fought ,what it meant and what Herim must have been feeling. He also remembered that the very same day , he lost touch with Ryle who is probably replacing him .

He went away before the feeling of rage and repugnance germinated

Without a word he walked into Herim's heart, without a word he built a fortress and yet without a word the house is crumbling to pieces . Without a word again, the fortress will keep rebuilding itself no matter how many bulldozers attack it . Eventually there is not a thing or a being that can make Herim stop loving Herim.

He can ignore him , play happy but all through his heart , true happiness will be the day he can love Joln without feeling like he is summoning hell.

He took a deep breath to cool the pressure inside but only harvested the opposite. How can he expect to breathe when Joln keeps taking his breath away whether he leaves or stays? How can he manage to raise his chest up and down like the common when what is in him is much more heavier than the rest?

He isn't scared of the confession or the reaction.Those he knows . What troubles him is how to accept that truth and carry on living without it holding or blocking him.

He raised his arms to the sky to stop the tears and he ran towards the inn to go and finish packing as they are heading to the capital.