You're My Mate (BL)

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79 Dangerous Little Mistakes!

Leon

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“Aww!”

David, who saw this, suddenly grabbed me and grabbed my injured right hand, then he put my index finger into his mouth.

I was shocked when David did that, but what he was doing right now was to save my life.

If David didn’t do that immediately, surely many other Werewolves in the Colosseum would smell the scent of the rare blood in my body. And, of course, that would be bad news for me.

David asked me to sit in his place; then he sat in my place while still sucking my index finger.

Meanwhile, Mr. Henderson and Mrs. Bethany were busy opening her backpack; they both wanted to prepare something to make my blood stop flowing.

“Leon, swallow this pill immediately!” Mr. Henderson said, giving me a black pill and asking me to swallow it immediately.

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I did what he said, then Mrs. Bethany prepared bandages to cover my wounds.

“David, Is the blood still coming out?” Mr. Henderson asked David to make sure Because after I took the black pill, my blood shouldn’t flow out anymore.

“David! Hey, wake up!” Roland raised his voice while shaking David’s body a few times when he was silent and still held my hand tightly with an empty gaze toward the front.

“David!” I called him softly and made him wake up instantly.

David’s face was confused, then he looked at his father, and he nodded his head and let go of my index finger, which he sucked.

Mrs. Bethany immediately bandaged the scratch wound on my index finger with the bandage she had prepared.

After the bandage completely covered my index finger, the blood stopped flowing from the wound.

Mr. Henderson, Mr. Joel, Roland, and Mrs. Bethany looked around as if making sure no werewolves had seen what happened.

Because if even one Werewolf could sense the scent of rare blood from my body, it would be a disaster for me.

The four of them nodded their heads, indicating that things were safe. None of the Werewolves knew about what just happened.

I could breathe a sigh of relief when they confirmed that things were safe, but what confused me was David, who was just silent and sweating all over his body.

“David, are you all right?” I asked David, who was sitting next to me, but he kept quiet and didn’t respond.

“Mr. Henderson, I think there is something wrong with David since earlier, he was just silent, and his whole body was wet with sweat!” I whispered to Mr. Henderson when I sensed something was different about David.

Mr. Henderson immediately approached David and tried to examine him, he shook David’s body several times and called his son’s name several times, but David did not respond.

After a while, suddenly, Mr. Henderson widened his eyes and looked at me. “I think David has drunk Leon’s rare blood!” His words left me speechless for a moment.

Mr. Joel, Mrs. Bethany, and Roland were shocked when they heard what Mr. Henderson had just said.

But not long after that, David suddenly stood up instantly, and I could see an Aura explosion coming out of his body.

An aura that was so scary that purple and red mixed into one, an aura that was dense and spread almost throughout Tribune F.

The other Werewolves in Tribune F also felt the same way; they all looked at David with terrified looks because this Aura was truly terrifying, had murderous intent, and an extraordinary thirst for blood.

Even Mr. Henderson, Mr. Joel, Mrs. Bethany, and Roland, who were near David, didn’t move, as if the four were afraid to move or get closer to David.

I, who was not affected by that, immediately approached David and ventured to calm him down because I knew that, at this moment, something must have happened to his body due to accidentally drinking the rare blood inside me.

“David, look at me,” I said softly, then directed David’s face so he could see me, then slowly, I immediately kissed his lips to calm him down.

Not long after that, the scary Aura slowly shrank and faded instantly; Mr. Henderson and the scared others immediately stood up and tried to calm David.

I broke my kiss on him and then looked at him; David’s face looked confused, and he said, “How did you do that to me? Even to be aware of something I can’t control, I can do it right away when you kiss me!” David said with wide eyes in disbelief.

I just stayed silent and shrugged my shoulders because what I just did was a spontaneous action that I felt I needed to do.

The other werewolves in Tribune F slowly calmed down because the killing aura coming out of David’s body had disappeared.

David looked at his father and the others, then he looked at me and said, “There was a power so Powerful inside me that exploded when I accidentally swallowed Leon’s rare blood!”

Mr. Henderson and the others fell silent when they heard what David had just said; of course, I was silent too because Is that possible?

“But you still have to be careful, don’t make other Werewolves Suspicious of our current whereabouts! I’m sure because after you accidentally released your horrible killing aura, the Werewolves in Tribune F have already marked you.” Said Mr. Henderson reminded David.

David just nodded his head understanding what his father said.

When things had calmed down and the entire Colosseum was occupied by the Werewolves who had arrived, the old man appeared in the arena.

“Good evening, everyone; after this, we will start our match, The Ritual of Sequestration of the Throne,” said the old man.

“There are no specific rules for competing in this arena, only one rule that It cannot break: killing fellow Werewolves in the arena.”

“Each match only has 5 minutes to determine the winner of each preliminary round, and if there are Werewolves at the time of the match and have almost the same strength, and the match is a draw, then the referee has the right to determine who is the winner of the match.”

“Are you all understand these simple, easy-to-understand rules?” shouted the old man while looking at the entire Tribune surrounding him.

There was no answer from the audience or the participants from the Throne Seizing Ritual, so the man had taken it upon himself to speculate if they all understood.

“Alright, since no one commented at all, then the Ritual of the Throne Ritual match will begin immediately!”

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