Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: I trust you

"Oh—haha! I was planning to talk with you about it tonight before we go to sleep. If you want to know the details now, then sure," Gale smiled. "You must’ve heard it from the maids, right? Everyone in the castle knows I will get my worst rut once a year, so it usually happens by the end of the year during a winter night when it’s the coldest of the year."

"W-what would happen during that night?" Swan asked.

"I... I will slowly lose control of myself. I’d be nothing but a mindless beast and would begin a rampage in my true giant wolf form because I cannot have sex with my fated mate," Gale explained. "Usually, I’d hide inside a cave while being chained from neck to toe, somewhere far from the castle to save as many beastmen as possible. Though no chain is effective on me, even those silver chains famed to be effective against werewolves and werebats."

"So, to lessen the damage around, I’d be prescribed a muscle relaxant from Jade and she will inject it in my veins, so I would get tired only after a night of rampage compared to a whole week before I take the drug," Gale continued. "But for this year, I don’t need the muscle relaxant anymore."

"Why not? If it’s necessary, then you should take it," Swan advised.

"I don’t need it because I have you, Sweetheart," Gale replied. "All I need during my worst rut is to mate with you, and I will be alright."

"But..." Swan was about to say that she wasn’t his fated mate, and the smile on Gale’s dimmed before she could even say it.

"You are my fated mate. I can feel it, and nobody can say otherwise, including you, Swan," Gale insisted. "Or are you afraid to die? If that’s the case, then I’ll make sure to tell the servants and soldiers to escort you out once I slowly begin losing control over myself."

"I’m not afraid to die. I told you many times that I’ve given my everything to you, Gale." Swan replied softly. "I just don’t want to be killed BY you. You are the only source of protection I ever have in life. I don’t want to be betrayed by these hands—" Swan put her hand on top of his. "—The hands of the man who has been embracing me every night."

Gale could feel her sincerity, but also her worry. He realized the situation they were in was quite delicate.

He wanted Swan to stay by his side during his rut because he truly believed that he wouldn’t hurt Swan.

But if the curse overpowered his willpower and Swan got killed because of his carelessness and overconfidence, then he’d probably try to kill himself as soon as possible to follow her, even to the depths of hell.

’Wait, does she even go to hell? I feel like Swan would probably go to heaven instantly,’ Gale pondered momentarily. He was considering the possibilities, but Swan quickly gave her a suggestion.

"How about we spend the coldest night in a cave far from the castle?"

"It’ll be too cold for you," Gale denied. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}