Chapter 143 - To The Welcome Banquet (1/2)

Ramose glared at his mate, daring her to go against his decision. They have been separated for long enough. He would not tolerate her suggesting another separation even if it meant getting into a disagreement with her.

”Good! Since we are on the same page, we should take that stroll.” Disentangling himself from her, Ramose dragged his mate to the washroom and prepared to help her change again.

”What are you doing? I can change my own clothes!”

”I know you can. But since you are still recovering, I can't leave you on your own.”

”Then you can wait outside!” With an exasperated sigh, she snatched the robes in his hands and pushed him out the door.

Ramose stared blankly at the closed door, taking a while to return to his senses.

'She closed the door on my face?' He was stunned.

After helping her change once, he didn't expect his mate would still be so shy. After all, in the Nar realm, the only thing that the beasts of the various races lacked was shyness. The act of intimacy between beasts was carried out with great fervor and openness.

It was only him that still held back his desires for fear of hurting her.

”Werewolf King, breakfast is ready.”

The shy voice of the servant beast wiped the amused smile off his face and Ramose turned to glance at the female with a cold expression before looking away.

”You can place it on the bedside table and leave.”

”Ah? Yes, yes!” The female beast was looking forward to exchanging a few more words with the Wolf King to make an early impression. But she didn't expect that she would be ignored after one command.

Dejectedly, she walked to the bedside table and placed down the tray with an assortment of food, snacks, and desserts.

”I will now take your leave, Wolf King.” Taking one last longing glance at the stoic male, the female lowered her head and deferentially walked out of the room.

At this moment, the door of the washroom opened and Versailles came out wearing a black robe with blue undergarments and a dark blue belt. The combination of dark colors highlighted her fair complexion and red-gold locks.

Ramose felt his body heat up and his breath catch at his mate's breathtaking appearance. While he saw her every day, it felt as if he was looking at a different person every day. Her beauty was that mesmerizing. As he looked at her from head to toe, he wondered if it was possible to die from a fast heart rate.

”Light, you are beautiful. Come, let me help you do your hair. You cannot refuse me this time because I am not taking no for an answer.” Arriving beside her in two strides, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards the dressing table.

Versailles knew there was no point in protesting and didn't attempt to refuse his intention. Sighing helplessly, she allowed him to guide her to her seat before the wide mirror.

Gathering her lustrous fire-hair in his hands, Ramose gently and seriously untangled the tangled knots, treating every strand like a precious jewel. Instead of braiding it, he gathered them to the back and placed a fruity-shaped jewel in the center of her head. The purple gleam of the jewel went well with her violet orbs and flame curls.

Satisfied at his creation, he leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of her temple, causing her to jump.

”What are you doing? If you're done, then get lost. I still need to eat.” She tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.

”When did I say you can't eat? I will carry you to the bed and feed you myself.” Ignoring her fable protest, he bent and picked her up, carrying her to the bed. Setting her right beside the bedside table, he pulled the tray of food towards him.

”Come, I will feed you.”

Ramose raised a spoonful of soup to her mouth. When he saw her lips sealed, he raised his gaze to meet hers.

”What's wrong?”

”I have hands. You don't need to feed me.”

He furrowed his brows in displeasure and replied overbearingly.

”I want to feed you. Now, are you going to obediently open your mouth, or not? If you don't I will be forced to use other methods to feed you.”

”Hmph! What other methods could you have?” Versailles wasn't daunted by his threats, scoffing in disdain as she glanced scornfully at him with a proud expression on her face.

Seeing her smug expression, Ramose didn't say anything. He just placed the spoonful of soup in his own mouth and grabbed her head. In the face of her confused expression, he sealed his lips over hers.

The sudden contact made them both shiver, the silent tremors fueling their desire. With his heart pounding in his ears, Ramose slid out his tongue and forced her sealed lips open, transferring the soup from his mouth to hers.