Beauty and the Beasts - Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088: Muir, Don’t Leave (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After saying that, Bai Qingqing continued to ask anxiously, “What about Winston? Was he in the bedroom then?”
“He had to make arrangements for the females to return to the village and had been busy the entire day. I was the only one taking care of things at home,” Parker said with malice, not wanting to tell Bai Qingqing about those things.
Bai Qingqing had her back to him and didn’t notice this at all. Feeling troubled, she frowned and sighed, finally keeping quiet.
Parker brought more water to feed her. After having a few more sips of hot water, her stomach warmed up, and it immediately let out loud rumbles.
“Growl~”
The bedroom was very quiet, and her stomach’s growling sounded especially loud. Bai Qingqing suspected that one might be able to hear it even from outside the bedroom. Her face flushed up.
Parker smiled, placing his big and hot hand onto Bai Qingqing’s flat stomach with a hint of a smile to his voice. “You’re hungry? I haven’t cooked. What would you like to eat? I’ll prepare it for you right away.”
Bai Qingqing smacked her lips and thought about it for a while, then picked noodle soup, which would take a shorter cooking time. Parker was all smiles as he went to prepare it.
Bai Qingqing and the sleeping eagle beastman were the only ones left in the room. Feeling bored, Bai Qingqing’s gaze landed on him once again.
She couldn’t help but turn her attention toward her chest as she looked at Muir.
There was still a tingling pain coming from there. Bai Qingqing parted her clothing and took a look. Her skin had basically healed, leaving only a pink mark the size of a soybean.
It was impossible to say that she had no complaints. When Curtis forced it on her and she felt that despair which brought her to the verge of death, she swore never to experience it ever again in this lifetime. However, things didn’t go as she had expected. She went through it again. This time around, it was with Muir, whom she found hard to decide on a spot in her heart.
If it was anyone else, she’d be able to treat them rationally and wouldn’t get into a spousal relationship. It’d be too brutal. However, she’d definitely not be able to accept treating the person as a stranger for her lifetime.
But Muir… It had to be him. She was extremely conflicted when being treated like that.
She had no idea what feelings she had toward him. Because there were too many varying feuds mixed in this.
She owed Muir too much and had gratitude toward him. However, Muir had applied too much sinister and ruthless means toward Curtis, making her too angry. With so much emotional interference, her true feelings toward Muir had been shrouded by a layer of fog that she couldn’t tell.
Bai Qingqing only knew at the moment they became mates, she was extremely enraged and disappointed. She couldn’t believe that Muir would do this to her.
She even thought that it wouldn’t matter who this person was, but she hoped that it wouldn’t be Muir.
Thinking about this, her feelings toward Muir were no longer as simple as before.
Muir almost lost his life in order to save Curtis. Bai Qingqing’s rage toward him then instantly dissipated. She was no longer angry toward the fact that they had become mates and only felt thankful.
Thankfully, they had become mates. Otherwise, Muir would really be gone.
Bai Qingqing was struck with realization, breaking into a gentle smile. She got up and put on a slightly thinner animal skin clothing and walked toward the sleeping black eagle while wearing her bear paw slippers.
The eagle’s feathers were dried up, and there was a layer of charred black on them. He also had a charred scent coming from him. It was just that he was black, to begin with, and it was hard to tell how badly he was burned.
Bai Qingqing touched a chunk of charred feathers with her fingers, and, with a gentle pinch, they were crushed into ashes, dying a layer of black on her fingers.
“You’ve been burned so badly. Will you still be able to fly in the future?” Bai Qingqing said worriedly, sniffing her finger. An even more intense burned smell darted into her nose, causing her to choke and snuff out.
At this moment, the black eagle’s wings moved slightly. Bai Qingqing was tossing her head and didn’t notice this. Her gaze landed on the black eagle once again and said, “You look just like a roast chicken.”