Incompatible Interspecies Wives

Chapter 18: Marriage (2)

The conversation at the dining table was mainly led by Gibson, Adam, and Gidon.

A gentle atmosphere and light laughter accompanied the food.

In that atmosphere, Ner glanced past Berg, who was sitting right in front of her.

As if to prove Laila's words were true. He showed a blunt expression and didn't say a word.

The initial greetings they exchanged marked the end of their interaction.

He only showed signs of interest when someone spoke, communicating through his eyes and attentively engaging in the conversation.

Ner was still calming her beating heart.

The sensation of his lips touching the back of her hand was still vivid.

The tingling sensation still remained.

Ner didn't know how to describe her feelings at the time.

Despite the discomfort, she also felt a slight sense of relief.

The monstrous image of him that she had created in her mind could not be seen yet.

He didn't appear cruel, ruthless, or someone who hate or disliked women.

Of course, she didn't dismiss the possibility that his current appearance could be an act.

"Ner, eat more."

While looking at Berg like that, she was neglecting her own meal.

At Gibson's advice, everyone's attention turned to Ner's plate.

Berg also looked at her plate.

This time, his gaze felt cold again.

For some reason, whenever he gave attention, a slow uncomfortable feeling came over Ner, and she wanted to hide her plate.

Ner held the knife and fork with trembling hands and focused on the food.

She hoped that Berg's interest would quickly fade.

Also, to be honest, she had no appetite today.

The person she wanted to get away from was right in front of her, so she couldn't swallow any food.

Ner didn't look at Berg, but she felt his gaze scanning through her body.

Once again, a chill ran down her spine, and her body hair stood on end.

She had kept her tail tucked and tried not to show any emotions, but she almost revealed her aversion.

Ner continued to act naturally.

While cutting a piece of steak into pieces, Berg opened his mouth for the first time.

"...What do werewolves people like?"

Gibson showed interest in Berg's first question.

"Could you say that again?"

"I mean food. What do you like to eat?"

He said that in a low tone.

While Berg's gaze turned towards Gibson, Ner secretly glanced at Berg again.

She wanted to read the other person, but she couldn't figure out what he was really thinking.

With no emotions revealed on his face, Ner couldn't even make a guess.

Gibson replied casually.

"Well, it varies from person to person. Werewolves have different preferences, just like humans."