BEASTLY ALLURE

●Feral.

■warning:Sexual assault, Violence.

Eve left, and I practically begged her to hang around,saying that it would be dangerous for a female to travel when ferals are out.

But she was all like, "Nah, my cubs are waiting for me back home." Fair point, I guess.

So, here I am,staying in my little house. I know it's not the smartest move to be all by myself, but I'm crossing my fingers that Winston will show up soon.

Having one trustworthy soul around would be a game-changer.

Reading the novel, I was like, "Nah, Bai's probably exaggerating those beauty differences between dudes and dudettes."

But here I am, witnessing it firsthand, and I can't totally agree with her.

It's not that they look horrendous; it's just that they seem to lack self-care. And let's be real, their attitudes are way uglier than their appearance.

And don't even get me started on the smell situation. I swear, when I was out with Eve yesterday, I had to practically clamp my nose shut.

It's like the whole place reeks of pee. And the smell of females. Their scent is like a mix of pee and sex well, you know. It's like they've never heard of a good old bath.

Honestly, this world needs some serious hygiene lessons.

I gotta admit, I did notice these things back in Camel Hump Valley, but the smell there wasn't nearly as bad.

Maybe it's because there aren't as many females around there, who knows.

Oh, guess what? It's like my rotten luck is having a party. I found out that the trading group I was waiting for is a whole day late.

And , I've been holed up inside this place since Eve took off. I'm like a hermit, armed with a knife, surviving on chocolates and raw noodles from my bag.

Night fell quicker than I anticipated and my thirst started gnawing at me since I hadn't had a sip since yesterday.

Summoning every bit of courage, I threw on my cloak and masked my face, clutching my water bottle. With cautious steps, I headed to the river.

I can't even tell which territory I've ended up in, because good heavens, reaching the river feels like a journey of a lifetime. 

Let me tell you, the river itself seems to be on the edge of civilization

I reached the riverbank and crouched down, collecting water while stealing glances at my own reflection.

As I looked at myself, doubts crept in. Is this even the right time? Will Winston even accept me?

It's strange how, no matter how hard I try to locate Curtis the snake, he's nowhere to be found, but Bai gets whisked away the moment a feral comes around.

The plot's playing God here, everything seems pre ordered. So, what's the point of my existence in this mess?

Who's going to rebel against the almighty plot just to be with me?

I might be coming across as a bit cowardly, but trust me, People's personalities are flipping a full 180 degrees when Baiqingqing shows up.

It's like they're under some magical spell.

Suddenly, there was a shrill screech above my head. I tilted my head upward and saw a group of eagles soaring in the sky.

Among them, perched on one of the eagles, was a small figure.