My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 73 The Sorrow of the Wolf Queen

This is a spacious room, very tidy. There is a simple bed in the corner, with a checkered curtain at one end and only a painted wall at the other.

The ground was covered with mud bricks, and it was spotless, but very damp, as if it hadn't dried properly since it was washed last time.

The room was simply furnished, yet luxuriously decorated, with a row of fixed benches along the wall. The benches, walls, and ceiling were covered with opulent animal hides, which felt as soft as the most precious carpets underfoot.

Among them were furry, striped, and adorned with beautiful flowers; these animal hides were laid out thickly, one on top of another, instantly elevating an ordinary room to a higher level, no less luxurious than the rooms of some wealthy humans.

There were two people in the room, a man and a woman. The woman sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man with disgust. The man's burning gaze made her uneasy, anxious and lost, like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

However, this woman was also a great beauty, but judging from her appearance, she should be around thirty years old, a real beauty, a married woman!

She wore a light pink dress that reached her delicate hips, her slender waist accentuated by a cloud-patterned belt, her curves were full and shapely, and a coral hairpin adorned her hair, making her face appear like a lotus flower.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, her eyes were naturally alluring yet commanding, and her long black hair was styled into an elaborate and elegant updo.

The pearl, about the size of a little finger, was as bright as snow and shimmered in her hair, but her face was filled with worry and anxiety.

The man in front of them was also around thirty years old, of medium height, wearing a pair of blue cloth trousers and a wide leather belt around his waist.

His upper body was bare, his well-developed muscles bulging sharply on his shoulders and arms; several red marks from the thick hemp rope binding his shoulders only added to his imposing presence.

He had no hair, and his head shone with a faint light. His stubble was thick and black. On his round face, beneath his broad, thick eyebrows, were a pair of shrewd and deep eyes.

In front of the middle-aged man, the beautiful woman appeared so weak and helpless, powerless, like a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.

With each step the man took closer, the beautiful woman's body would tremble slightly, and she would shift her body back, deliberately maintaining a distance.

"It's so late. I wonder what brings the Wolf King here?" The beautiful woman's face was somber, her slender hands gripping the hem of her dress as she tried to remain calm.

The middle-aged man before them was the new wolf king, while the beautiful woman was the previous wolf queen, Rubia's mother. It was hard to imagine that two people who were like enemies would appear under the same roof.

"Hehe, I came here tonight just to tell you that in three days, you will become my wolf queen." The wolf king smiled smugly, his gaze never leaving the wolf queen, his aggressive stare sweeping over her without restraint, which the wolf queen found extremely disgusting.

"You're dreaming!" the Wolf Queen said through gritted teeth, her voice clear and resonant. Although she was in a predicament, she was the previous Wolf Queen, and she had someone she loved. Why would she remarry?

"That's not up to you, unless you don't want him and your daughter to live," the wolf king said with a wicked grin, clearly threatening the wolf queen.

"You..." The wolf queen's face turned ashen with rage, but there was nothing she could do. One was her lover, and the other was her daughter. How could she not want them to live? It was hateful that she was so weak. Oh, how hateful!

"That's it. I love seeing that desperate look on your face. You're so alluring. I've been drooling over you for so long, it's hard not to want to ravage you right now. Do you know why I haven't touched you yet? Because I'm enjoying it. After the three of us, I'm going to make you mine in front of him, in front of your daughter. That scene will be absolutely enjoyable." The wolf king stared at the furious wolf queen, his expression growing increasingly wicked. He even licked his lips, like a ravenous wolf.

"You beast! If I had the chance, I would kill you!" The wolf queen stood up angrily, her eyes filled with murderous intent. If such a thing really happened, it would be more painful for her than death itself; it would be an inhuman torture for her.

"Yes, that's it. The angrier you are, the more excited I get. That'll make it even more exciting. As long as he and your daughter are here, you won't dare kill me. Enjoy your remaining time! After the three of you, you'll be mine, hahaha." The Wolf King's smile widened, and he burst into laughter, unrestrained. He lingered for a moment, looking at the Wolf Queen's hot body, before swaggering out of the room.

After the wolf king left, the wolf queen finally couldn't hold back her grievances. Her eyes gradually welled up with tears, and she shed two lines of clear tears. At this moment, she was so helpless, and her mind was filled with the image of her beloved.

She was so helpless, and she longed for her lover to be by her side so she could lean on him.

But none of this was possible. Her lover was being tortured in that deep, dark prison, and she was powerless to help him. Her daughter was also hanging in the jaws of a tiger. Her heart ached, and she felt utterly helpless.

Why, why, why must this family suffer so much? What did they do wrong? Is their future really going to be so tragic?

Are we not even going to give them a chance?

why why?

The wolf queen looked up at the roof, tears streaming down her face, and began to sob slowly.

"Oh!"

Just then, a dark figure burst through the window and pounced into the wolf queen's arms in the blink of an eye.

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