Landon glanced at Mateo that clearly trying to hold back his laughter.
Catching Landon's gaze, Mateo made an effort to control the muscles in his face even harder.
"Is it really that amusing?"
The moment Landon brought it up, Mateo couldn't hold back: "Haha... hahaha... hah... cough... He called you 'little b*tch,' that's just... haha..."
Landon squinted, "Heh, want me to prove I'm not a little b*tch, hm?"
"Ah... no, that's not necessary," Mateo felt the danger and suppressed his laughter.
"No, I insist." Landon transformed instantly into his true form, and a massive white wolf, pinning Mateo down on the bed.
The weight of Landon on top of him made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't wriggle free. Mateo could only look up at Landon with a pleading expression.