Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: You are not her

Gale observed Long Xiurong’s nape.

There was no scar, and no mark. It was as clean and smooth as it could get.

Honestly, he had no intention of breeding this woman and doubted that Long Xiurong was his fated mate. But he vowed to find that fated mate as soon as possible to break the curse.

’That stupid white rabbit said my fated mate is an actual angel, but there’s no wrong in trying, right?’ Gale thought. ’Starting from this woman. As long as the scent on her nape is alluring enough for me to mark her, that means I can try to kiss her once and see if I can break the curse.’

Gale leaned closer and took a deep sniff on Long Xiurong’s nape. He made sure to identify every single scent he could catch from her to see if she had the same scent that Swan had.

He had been spending time with Swan for almost a year, and he just couldn’t tolerate the scent of other women.

After he took a deep whiff, he commented, "We—male werewolves—like the scent from a female’s nape. The nape usually kept many unique scents that no other body part could have. You have the scent of jasmine tea; calming, somewhat sweet, and also unique to your home country, Eastern Long Dynasty. Many male wolves would’ve loved to mark you first, Lady Long."

Long Xiurong understood nothing about the nape-thing. But since the Beast King didn’t hate her scent, she could consider it as a green light, right? That meant she passed the test and was ready to be marked and bred, just like she was meant to be.

"T-then, Your Majesty, s-should I undress in here? Or do you want to undress me?" Long Xiurong asked.

"Neither," Gale opened his arm and gently pushed her away from the throne.

Long Xiurong fell on her knees and turned around to look at the Beast King. She was utterly confused because she thought she had passed the test, "Y-Your Majesty? What’s the meaning of this? I thought you liked my scent?"

"Your scent is fine, and I’m sure many male wolves would love it, but that doesn’t mean I am one of them," Gale stated. His tone suddenly became cold, as if he was talking to someone lower than him. He looked down at Long Xiurong and added, "Your scent is not as good as my wife’s. No woman would ever have the same unique scent as her, with the warmth, sweetness, and that mysterious tinge that always makes me want to mark her every single night. Why do I have to settle for less when I can always have her?"

The Beast King made himself loud and clear that he didn’t want anyone else other than Swan, and Long Xiurong had accepted.

"I-I said I never demand your love, Your Majesty. I just want you to consider me as the mother of your cubs."

"You are mistaken, Lady Long. Those rumors are nothing but nonsense. Because you cannot bear my cubs either, no matter how many times I mate with you," Gale clarified.