The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 239: Was I too obvious?

I sat by Damar’s side, squeezing a piece of rough cloth and dabbing his pale skin with it.

He was burning, and by burning I mean the water evaporated as soon as it touched his skin.

It was that bad and I grew very worried.

I had to do something. His rut was dangerous, apparently. He wasn’t erect now, despite being in a rut, and Noah told me that it would stay that way—forever—if he went any longer without intercourse.

In other words, I had to make him stand now, or else he would never stand again. I gulped.

Why were things with Damar always so different and complicated?

I watched how he breathed softly like he was sleeping peacefully, when he was burning so horribly.

I bit my lip. Should I do it now? I should... Should I?

My head was all over the place.

"How is he?" Noah asked and I nearly flinched, like I had been caught trying to steal. I lifted my head and found him walking into the cave with snow on his head.

It has started snowing again. Gosh, was this the last snow? It better be. Spring was already here, after all.

"He’s so hot," I said, placing the cloth back in the water. "I tried to make him drink as well but he’s not taking in anything."

"Then I guess you can only get out of this situation by giving him what his body needs."

"You mean..." He nodded and my breath hitched.

Yeah, that’s the only way. I looked down at him, my eyes trailing from his face to his neck, his legs, his abs, and then the fresh pair of thick thighs I was still not familiar with.

Yes, I missed the twin dicks when looking down... Purposely.

"Are you okay?" Noah asked and I laughed.

"Why wouldn’t I be?"

"Well," he suddenly dropped down, sitting next to me and crossing his legs. "You know, you’re not very comfortable down there even though you’re healed."

"And who told you that?"

I never said it with my own mouth that I wasn’t comfortable down there so he must’ve guessed it.

Was I too obvious?

"It’s only a given." He said, his response completely different from what I’d been expecting. "You gave birth to three lives and had your pussy split and sewn. Is there any beast that’ll be okay after having a part of them torn? You couldn’t even sit properly for days, so how could I not know?"

I twisted my lips. So he’s using common sense that’s not very common. How so like him.

"And you’ve also not let us touch you since then," I heard Fenric’s voice, and lifted my head to find him walking in with snow on his white hair. "Not that we ever brought it up. But given the kind of female you are, we’d have done it a few times already in the weeks before, hehe." He grinned and I nearly gasped.

What does he take me for? A succubus? I don’t even initiate that much. It’s always them fighting over it, ahem.

In any case, they noticed I was uncomfortable and didn’t try to bring up mating out of consideration... That’s quite sweet of them.

"Well, it’s just I’m not as comfortable as I used to be in the past, but there’s nothing wrong down there."

"How do you know that?" Noah asked with a knowing grin and I darted my eyes away.

Why was he asking as if I didn’t know my own body?

"Arinya, unless you checked yourself, there’s no way you’d know." Fenric also added. Ho-oh, so they were ganging up on me now, huh?

"I checked, alright." I finally answered, my face turning red. "I checked with my fingers, I felt the healed spot and also i-inside..." My face burned even hotter. "It’s all fine but remembering the pain I passed through during the healing process, I couldn’t bring myself to try and do something over here."

"But now you have to," Noah said. "That’s the only way to help you lovely snake."

"I know. And I plan to, I just..."

One of the cubs began to wail, waking up with a hungry belly. And this woke up the rest.

Fenric went to pick up the basket for me and then handed it to me.

I took out the boy, the troublemaker who ended up waking up his siblings because he was hungry.

"Tut, tut, tut, it’s alright. I’ll give it to you now, so just calm down," I said with a soft tone, trying to take out my breast from my top, but the others were crying as well.

"I’ve got this one," Noah picked up his daughter, cradling her like it was the most natural thing to do.

I still remember how he tried to carry her the first time. He felt so awkward and felt impatient. She was light, he said, she was too light.

And he asked if we could fatten her up. Of course, I laughed, since his daughter was already so fat from all the breast milk she’s been hugging to herself.

But now he was like a pro, lifting up the cub and even placing her on his head, so she could see the world from high above. He was always doing dangerous things but at the same time, he was also super cautious.

And then there was Fenric who carried his son for the first time and had a narrowed eye staring contest with him.

I mean, seriously. Hold the kid, he’s yours.

The aim was to help Fenric Jr stop crying so I guess having the staring contest with his dad was also considered a success. It looked like he had a beef with his dad that I did and will never know.

It was hilarious, nevertheless.

And then as for Damar’s daughter, I was with her most of the time, but I can’t hold her all the time, so Noah and Fenric took turns holding her.

She yawned, and even peed on them, not trying to be a menace, but trying to be devious... I thought she would be the least of my worries, and while she was, she was the worst of their worries.

Just like how Damar always had his eyes glaring at the other two, his daughter was no different.

How are they so alike? Jeez, they cut a piece of themselves and placed it in their kids. And I have to be the one to spectate this drama.

This time, Fenric held Damar’s daughter since I was feeding his son first. She looked at him, he looked at her and then she looked away, like he was just a wall in front of her.

Her eyes landed on her daddy lying still on the fur. She was more interested in the beast that had her eyes than anyone else.