Chapter 749 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Winston went to add firewood after bathing and eating. When he returned to the bedroom, Bai Qingqing was already asleep.

He quietly crawled into bed. Although his movements were extremely light and slow, he still woke her.

The temperature in the house was delightfully warm, but Bai Qingqing curled up with an uncomfortable expression and mumbled.

“Why has Qingqing been talking in her sleep these past few days?” Parker asked. “Is she having nightmares?”

“Saint Zach…” Bai Qingqing made the same mumbling sounds and curled up even more tightly.

Parker quickly hugged her and gently patted her back. Her expression then became much more relaxed and the sleeptalking stopped, perhaps because she felt the warmth of her mate.

“Saint what? She must be worried sick about An’an,” Parker said as he glanced at Winston, his blood instantly boiling.

If he didn’t choose to mate with her when he was poisoned, An’an wouldn’t be suffering this much now.

Winston’s ears perked up. He ignored Parker and suddenly tried to repeat Bai Qingqing’s words. “Saint Za-cha-ry…”

Parker asked in confusion, “What are you saying?”

“Saint Zachary!” Winston said with conviction this time. “Qingqing keeps repeating this phrase over the past few days. It must be something—or someone—she’s familiar with.”

“Someone?” Alarm bells instantly went off in Parker’s mind. “Who has Qingqing met over the past few days? She must have met a male the last time you took her to look at the iron-smelting room!”

Parker’s expression was frantic, and his eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. “Who? Who in the tribe has this name?” he asked.

“That’s impossible,” Winston suddenly interrupted him and clenched his fists tightly.

“It’s just a guess. There’s no beastman called Saint Zachary in the tribe,” Winston continued.

“It could be someone Qingqing knew in the past,” Parker said. He then reassured himself. “Qingqing can’t go back, anyway. No matter who she liked, she can’t bring that person over.”

“We’ll find out when we ask her tomorrow. She won’t lie to us,” Winston said firmly as he laid down beside Bai Qingqing with a tense expression on his face.