Chapter 95: Little Red

The kiss was nothing like the brief peck she had given him. It was deeper, intense and fierce, it was like he wanted to swallow her entire lips into his stomach.

Hazel's mind went completely blank.

As the carriage moved quietly along the pavement, Damien finally claimed the reward he believed he deserved. Even when the carriage pulled over, the kiss continued.

The guards stood still outside, uncertain of what to do since the Alpha refuses to alight. Some deliberated to call out for him, but quickly dispelled the thoughts.

They had a feeling that if they said anything at that moment, they would be facing their Alpha’s wrath.

And they were right.

Damien’s tongue was still entangled with Hazel's already numb ones. Unsure of where to place her hand, she held onto the front of his shirt with her head tilted back to receive his kisses.

It was only after a whole minute had passed and the atmosphere was turning heated did she realize that the carriage had stopped.

She opened her eyes and pushed Damien away quickly.

“W…we’ve arrived.” She said, her cheeks and lips red.

Damien stared at those swollen lips with some regret, then he said, “We are not done, we will continue this later.”

Hazel said nothing and only hummed softly.

Then she glanced down to check on the cub she had left, only to see the fox covering its face with its paws, yet it still peeked through the gaps of its little fingers.

Hazel wasn’t the only one who saw this, Damien did too and surprise flashed in his eyes.

“This cub seems quite smart.” He pointed out, staring at the fox who had returned back to its earlier calmness.

It sat there quietly, looking at Hazel and Damien.

Hazel found it adorable like this and opened the cage. She brought the cub out into her arms for the first time since she got it.

She was surprised to realize how light it was, it was almost weightless.

“Little fox, what should I call you?” Hazel asked, caressing the cub’s soft furs.

The fox wasn’t looking at her, but at Damien.

Hazel noticed this and chuckled, “Alpha Damien, your charm seems to work on animals as well.”

A trace of helplessness flashed in Damien’s eyes but it was quickly replaced with a smile.

Hazel shifted closer to him and handed the fox cub over. Damien wanted to refuse, but before he could, the fox had taken the initiative to jump into his arms.

Both of them were surprised. The fox has been quiet, so it was surprising to suddenly see it being so active.

The cub found a position on Damien’s lap and clung to his shirt as though afraid Damien might try throwing it away. Both human and fox stared at each other, with Damien feeling somewhat awkward.

“It likes you.” Hazel pointed out, finding the sight of the cub and Damien staring at each other comical.

Damien cleared his throat and asked a question to change the topic, “What should we call it?”

“Wait, is it a girl or a boy?” Hazel suddenly asked, her eyes glinting with mischief.

The cub suddenly turned to Hazel and bared its teeth as though warning her.

But Hazel wasn’t deterred. She moved closer and extended her hand to take the cub.

A frightened expression flashed in the cub’s eyes and it quickly burrowed into Damien’s embrace like it knew exactly what Hazel wanted to do.

Hazel was even more surprised.

Why was the cub so intelligent?

“Do you think hiding in his arms will hinder me?” Hazel said and chuckled like a villainess, making the fox’s fur stand on ends.

Although it tried hard, Hazel was still able to pull it out from Damien’s embrace.

The cub clawed at the air, trying to push Hazel's hands away, but it was small and weak.

Hazel quickly began searching its lower body and the cub whined, its cries sounding like it had been bullied.

Damien chuckled in amusement.

“Oh, it’s a girl. No wonder it likes you.” Hazel said and gave the cub a meaningful look, but the cub merely glared at her with red eyes.

Then, ignoring Hazel, it returned back to Damien’s arms and rubbed its head on his shirt like it was seeking comfort.

“Why does it like you so much?” Hasel asked again, baffled.

“Why don’t we call her little red?” Damien asked, staring at the little thing in his arms.

Hazel nodded, “Little red is nice.”

The fox did not react as if it didn’t care, but the slight twitch of its ears showed both Damien and Hazel what they needed to know.

When Damien stepped down from the carriage, the guards were shocked to find out that their Alpha was holding a pet in his arms.

Their mouths went agape in shock.

Damien ignored them and entered the mansion with Hazel and little Red in his arms.

When Matilda, who had been waiting for them, saw the little red creature, her smile faltered slightly.

“Alpha, what is this?” She asked, her gaze fixed on Little Red who was already asleep.

“It’s a pet Damien won for me in the market. Isn’t it adorable? I am her owner, but she clings to Damien instead.” Hazel pointed out, and Damien chuckled.

“Jealous?”

Hazel rolled her eyes, “Why will I be jealous of a little cub?”

Matilda noticed that the interaction between Hazel and Damien had encountered a subtle change and smiled, but said nothing.

“Matilda, I will leave Little Red to you. Take care of her.” Damien handed Little red to Matilda, who carefully took the cub in her arms.

Not long after, Damien left for an important council meeting and Hazel also went to her chamber to rest.

Matilda glanced at the cub in her arms and suddenly lifted its right paw to show a red symbol that seemed to have been engraved on its flesh.

Matilda let out a sigh and muttered, “It’s fate.”