His Breeding Obsession Chapter 77

 

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Mirania went straight to bed upon her return.

 

Her exhaustion weighed her down and she seemed to sink into the bed.

 

At her prime, she could give a cup of blood a day and be fine.

 

A few years ago, due to the treatment of Leverianz, I had used my blood for a long time.

 

‘I suppose it’s because my time in this life is coming to an end.’

 

Still, it’s hard to believe that a single boost to Alice’s vitality was enough to keep her going. Mirania clicked her tongue.

 

Mirania curled up in her quilt, just as she had when she was wrapped in the great leaves of the witch forest.

 

But human quilts offered only warmth, not the peaceful tranquility of the witch forest.

 

It seems necessary to continue using blood for a while to keep Alice’s strength up, so it would be wise to stock up now.

 

It was a moment before Mirania fell asleep.

 

A few hours later…

 

Mirania blinked as sleep slipped away from her.

 

‘Weird. I don’t think it’s time to get up yet, so why am I awake?’

 

Her eyelids felt like they were stuck with heavy weights.

 

Surely, it was too early. It’s dark around me.

 

Trying to gauge the time by when the moon had risen, Mirania suddenly realized that there was no moonlight nearby.

 

Something was dark around here for a reason.

 

‘What is it?’

 

Squinting, Mirania recognized the giant wings covering the window.

 

A cold breath rushed into her chest.

 

“Mirania.”

 

The soft voice sounded like it came from a dream, and the hairs on Mirania’s ears stood on end.

 

A shuddering breath escaped her, and she closed her eyes in disbelief.

 

It was her instinct to avoid the unpleasantness. A whimper followed.

 

“Open your eyes, I’ve been waiting for you.”

 

Apparently, he must have been in this room for more than an hour or two.

 

Mirania nodded inwardly and cleared her throat.

 

“I’m here, Mirania, I wanted to see you.”

 

“…”

 

“Didn’t you want to see me? Open your eyes, huh?”

 

I knew without looking that if I opened my eyes, something tiring would happen.

 

Mirania breathed softly, pretending to be asleep.

 

Even with her eyes closed, she could feel Leverianz’s gaze on her.

 

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop as she squeezed her eyes shut.

 

Not wanting to feel miserable, Mirania didn’t open her eyes any further.

 

But Leverianz had a different idea than Grecan.

 

“If you don’t open your eyes, I’m going to kiss you.”

 

“…Ow, have you come?”

 

Mirania opened her eyes as casually as if she had just woken up.

 

When Mirania blinked her eyes in confusion as if to say, ‘Why are you here?’, Leverianz stared at her.

 

Mirania’s eyelids fluttered shut in anxiety.

 

Leverianz smiles, ruffles her hair, and whispers.

 

“Ah, this is good.”

 

“…”

 

“The look in Mirania’s eyes makes me feel alive.”

 

His voice dropped even more sweetly.

 

“I’m back.”

 

“Livy.”

 

Leverianz rested his elbows on the bed, his chin in his hands, watching her.

 

Delighted that Mirania was wide awake and facing him, he flapped his wings, spreading them out as if to cover the ceiling.

 

That alone sent a gust of wind through the room.

 

Mirania stared at the wings, filling the room with trembling eyes.

 

The wings seemed to have grown even larger than before, perhaps due to the ritual.

 

“Did the ceremony go well?”

 

Swallowing hard, Leverianz nodded, then shook his head again, ‘Well, if he’s here, then surely he’s home, what’s all the fuss about?’

 

‘?’

 

The gesture was meaningless.

 

The chieftain rituals of the Bats are more special than those of humans.

 

Only after a successor had undergone the chieftain ceremony could he be considered a true adult, a true leader.

 

Bypassing the ritual, which tested the body and mind to the limits, the heir would gain the power to lead the clan.

 

‘Judging by the energy I feel, I think he’s succeeded,’ Mirania thought inwardly.

 

Could something have gone wrong?

 

“Does it mean that it was successful?” (Mirania)

 

“…”

 

“The Chief Ritual is not to be taken lightly. It is not strange if you failed.” (Mirania)

 

I don’t think Leverianz would have failed, of course, but when I offer a modest consolation, he raises an eyebrow.

 

“I’ve been recognized as chief, but the ceremony is not complete.”

 

“It sounds like you’re saying you didn’t finish.” (Mirania)

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Why?” (Mirania)

 

‘Then you should finish it, so why are you here?’ Mirania abbreviated.

 

Leverianz narrowed his eyes, as if anticipating her intent.

 

“What other reason could there be?”

 

“…”

 

“I did it because I missed you, Mirania, and I didn’t want to be away from you anymore.”

 

This time, Mirania couldn’t hide her trepidation, and she scanned Leverianz closely.

 

His wings weren’t the only thing that had changed.

 

‘He’s gotten even weirder.’

 

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The Prince Returns

 

If things got any more strange here, I’d be in trouble. There were only so many days left to worry about such things.

 

Mirania hoped that a peaceful rest had come sooner rather than later.

 

Her mind raced as she waited for it to arrive.

 

“Where is Grecan?”

 

Leverianz blinked suspiciously as he looked around the room.

 

“I was going to deal with him first since I’m sure he’ll be here, but he’s gone?”

 

The questioning look in his eyes reminded Mirania of Grecan, who had stared at her blankly from the gate of the palace.

 

Suddenly, she felt a twinge of discomfort in the pit of her stomach, so instead of answering, she blurted out something else.

 

“Tell me about the chieftain rituals. I’m sure it wasn’t something you could just quit halfway through if you wanted to finish.” (Mirania)

 

“Yes, but the elders let me go, saying they had no choice.”

 

“For what reason.” (Mirania)

 

Mirania asked, her eyes glazed over with drowsiness and a desire to go back to sleep, Leverianz tilted his head to lock eyes with her and smiled.

 

“I’ve come to find you because I have to greet my bride.”

 

“…Ah, right. The final part of the chief’s ritual is to meet your mate.” (Mirania)

 

“Yeah. I wonder if they’re going to give me a bride. Vanessa or Barnett or whatever, I don’t remember her name.”

 

“…”

 

“At first, I thought she was pretty and all, so I figured it wouldn’t be too bad.”

 

“You were?” (Mirania)

 

Now Mirania’s eyes were almost shut as she repeated after Leverianz.

 

“They say it’s bad to sleep with another woman when you have a bride.”

 

Leverianz grimaced at the unexpected problem.

 

“That’s the only reason you couldn’t finish the ceremony?” (Mirania)

 

Mirania clicked her tongue in disbelief.

 

“In a normal clan, the Chief’s companion is a precious being, which is why most races have such restrictions. But unlike the wolves, the bats have one, but it’s a restriction on mana.” (Mirania)

 

“Oh, really?”

 

“Because, compared to the wolves’ romanticism, the bats are more promiscuous, and the concept of monogamy is rare.” (Mirania)

 

“I didn’t know that.”

 

“You grew up in a witch castle, so you might not know, but it’s funny that that’s the only thing that kept you from completing your chief ritual.” (Mirania)

 

Mirania’s reaction was practically poignant in comparison.

 

Scarlet wasn’t this flamboyant with male dominance, and I don’t know what it was about the Leverianz that made him act like he couldn’t live without a woman.

 

‘He’s going to have a horrendous quarrel when he gets married.’

 

Suddenly, Mirania realized that Leverianz hadn’t met Alice yet.

 

Her mind wandered a bit.

 

‘Grecan’s reaction to Alice was tepid, but maybe Leverianz will be different.’

 

I had never seen Leverianz express this kind of enthusiasm for a woman in the past, when he was chasing me to kill me in the first place.

 

‘Maybe he’ll settle down with a woman after he meets Alice.’

 

“Don’t you think that’s funny and weird?” (Leverianz)

 

“What?” (Mirania)

 

“The fact that I came straight to you when I heard that.” (Leverianz)

 

Leverianz’s words drifted into Mirania’s ears, humming in a serious tone.

 

Lost in thought, Mirania listened to his words and replied roughly.

 

“It’s the only place you’ve ever known, so what’s the big deal.” (Mirania)

 

‘Perhaps I should let Leverianz meet with Alice, to reassure him.’

 

Clutching at her slightly loosened heart, Mirania opened her eyes with an irritated frown as a cold finger tapped her forehead.

 

“It’s strange, how my body moved as soon as I heard the Elders say those words,” said Leverianz.

 

This one has something to tell her, Mirania realized at once.

 

Leverianz shook his head, his eyelids slowly fluttering closed and open.

 

Long golden lashes lazily fluttered like butterfly wings.

 

“How about this, then?”

 

“…”

 

“That when I thought I couldn’t sleep with another woman, I thought of Mirania.”

 

“…”

 

“Isn’t that weird too?”

 

What the hell are you talking about?

 

As Mirania’s eyebrows twitched as if she’d heard something strange, Leverianz asked earnestly.

 

“What do you think?”

 

“That… that’s weird.” (Mirania)

 

“Yeah, I thought it was weird too.”

 

Leverianz propped his chin in his hands and scratched his head.

 

“Why is it that when I heard that I couldn’t sleep with anyone else, I thought of Mirania and not the women I’ve been playing with?”

 

Leverianz blinked his red eyes straight ahead.

 

“That’s strange.” (Mirania)

 

Mirania was about to dismiss it with a nonchalant nod, but she swallowed hard when she caught sight of Leverianz’s eyes, sparkling like rubies.

 

Those glowing eyes demanded an answer.

 

I shouldn’t answer so easily, I realized.

 

‘It’s a guided imagination.’

 

She almost snapped at him for asking so innocently, as if he didn’t know anything about it.