Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: White Rabbit (I)

It had been a while since Gale saw this white rabbit, and she still had the same condescending attitude. He sneered back at her, "It would’ve been easier if you could just appear whenever I need you to. I have a lot of questions for you, Goddess."

He put emphasis on the last word because he knew this white rabbit was Goddess Selene’s avatar, and he didn’t spare an ounce of respect for her.

After all, why would he need to respect or fear the Goddess who cursed him?

"I am a Goddess, not your summon. Besides, little wolf, I know you are the one who needs my help right now," the white rabbit said. "So, tell me, what do you need me for this time? If you are asking me to lift off your curse, then I cannot do that. The only one who can lift it is your true mate."

"I come here to talk about my true mate," Gale said. He gritted his teeth as he was reminded of Swan’s sobs. It upset him knowing that Matoa’s words were most likely true; they were not destined to be together.

"Didn’t I tell you before? You will never be able to find her, that’s the side effect of the curse in exchange for granting you an incredible power that nobody in this world would ever best," the white rabbit explained. "Isn’t that a good trade-off? You are practically immortal right now, and your fated mate might’ve died already, so it’s good that you will never be able to find her because separation is painful, little wolf."

"I don’t care who the hell my fated mate is right now. I demand you to make my wife, Swan of Holy Achate, my fated mate instead," Gale ordered the Goddess as if they were on the same level. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

However, the Goddess didn’t seem to be offended by the impertinence of this cursed wolf. The white rabbit simply hopped in the air and landed on the destroyed statue.

"And do you think I have the power to do that?" the white rabbit asked back.

"Of course. You are the one who cursed me! You should have the power to change my fated mate."

"Hm, I actually can do that," the white rabbit responded. "But not this one. Your fated mate is still alive, and I know her identity."

If it was before he met Swan, he would be more than happy to know who his destined mate was.

But he no longer cared about that.

In fact, he didn’t even want to know, because if it wasn’t Swan, then there was no point in knowing.

"I don’t give a damn about my damned fated mate. I want you to make Swan my destined partner."