Ari (Child of the Beastman Goddess)

I felt so tired because of last night. My body ached so much and my body was full of marks left by the four beasts during our first night together. Dylan stood up early and dressed up properly, then fixed my necklace and placed it back on my neck while gently locking its back part.

“Go back to sleep… You need more rest. I have something to attend to, but I’ll be back in a bit and bring your breakfast,” he mumbled and kissed my forehead.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I was still sleepy so I closed my eyes as soon as his lips pressed against my forehead.

“I love you dear..,” he whispered and briefly pressed his lips against mine before going away.

I fell back asleep and woke up again in a warm bathtub.

“Sorry… Did I wake you up?” Dillon asked while he was scrubbing my body.

I was too sleepy to react and didn’t utter a word. I looked around and saw Macan waiting on the side with a few sets of towels.

“Lowell is making some pain relieving tonic and some nourishing soup while Dylan was working with his tasks,” he reported though I didn’t ask.

I closed my eyes again and wanted to sleep some more, but I couldn’t though I was still drowsy. Dillon lifted me in his arms soaking wet and handed me over to Macan to wrap me in a towel to dry me.

“Mac, put me down. I’m not a baby. Why are all of you too enthusiastic this early in the morning,” I mumbled.

“Babe, it’s almost lunch time soon. It’s not morning anymore,” Macan whispered and chuckled.

I jolted as I opened my eyes, but suddenly felt a terrible pain on my back, “Sh*t! It hurts…”

“Just let us do everything today, you suffered a lot last night,” he whispered as he walked towards the bed.

“And whose fault is that?” I complained.

He chuckled and said, “Haha! I know! I’m one of them, babe. Please don’t be mad anymore. Okay? It’s the reason why we want to make it up to you and serve you today.”

He laid me down to bed and wiped my hair with a dry towel.

“What does ‘babe’ mean?” Dillon asked as he dried himself with a towel and handed over a dress to Macan.

“It’s a form of endearment in our previous life. It’s actually a short term for the word baby,” Macan explained.

Dillon looked more confused.

“Hah… Complete your explanation, Mac. A baby is similar to a hatchling in terms of this world,” I added.

“But why would you call your wife a hatchling?” he asked in confusion.

Macan and I both laugh at his reaction.

“Hahaha! Sorry bro! I didn’t know why. It’s just a custom there. There are also other forms of endearments if you’re not comfortable like honey, darling, sweet cake and more,” Macan explained while he was helping me to dress up.

“Honey is the golden dew inside the beehive, right?” he asked.

“Yes, most couples use that beside the word ‘babe’,” I answered as I fixed my dress carefully while tapping my back.

“Let me massage you for a bit,” Macan whispered.

I nodded as I carefully leaned to the side to lay on my stomach. Macan massaged my back while and hit the right spot so I moaned due to the sensation of mixed pain and relief, “Ah! Harder…”

Macan suddenly stopped and felt his hands trembling for some reason so I turned around and saw his flustered look.

Dillon looked flushed as he crawled up on the bed and sat beside me. He leaned nearer and whispered, “Honey, are you tempting us?”

“Why? What did I do?” I asked in confusion.

“Sh*t! Sorry babe, let me cool down for a bit,” Macan mumbled as he sprung out of the bed and went into the bathroom, shutting the door tightly.

“What’s wrong?” I asked while looking at Dillon in confusion.

Dillon chuckled while hovering over me and whispered “Nothing honey, you’re just not allowed to be massaged by just anyone. Your moan was so enticing.”

He briefly pressed his lips against mine before rolling over to lie next to me and hugged me tightly.

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During dinner, I finally managed to get up and decided to eat with everyone in the dining hall.

“Tora!” I cried as I hugged her tightly.

“Woah! You still looked exhausted, Ari. Who gave you a hard time? Was it my brother?” she asked.

“Yeah! He gave me a hard time too,” I complained.

“Then, who told you to marry all four of them at once?” my brother nagged.

I whimpered as I hugged Tory tightly.

My brother laughed and patted my head, “Let’s go in. Tora is also tired, so don’t cling on her too much.”

I looked at Tora, loosened my grip and said, “Oh! Right. Sorry…”

Tora laughed and pinched my face lightly before walking near to my brother. He held his hand and led her in the dining hall.

Lowell suddenly hugged me from behind and whispered, “You’ll feel better after drinking the soup and medicine I prepared for you.”

Macan grabbed hand, fidgeting the ring on my finger with a subtle smile on his face as he whispered, “I really thought this ring would never find its rightful owner. I’m so happy.”

Macan kissed my right hand while Dylan grabbed the other as he pulled me lightly making Lowell loosen his grip. He and Macan led me in the hall while Dillon and Lowell followed from behind.

We sat down at our designated seats and started to dine together. I felt a little empty on my left since Gurion was not around. I can’t visit him these past few days because of the wedding.

“Dylan, please tell your people to take good care of Gurion and his family before we leave,” I said.

“Yes, dear. Please rest assured that they’re safe here,” he replied with a reassuring smile.

“If just in case I fail, the world will also collapse. I can’t let that happen,” I mumbled.

“You’ll win. I believe you will. She’s awake now and is heading towards the North,” he mumbled while drinking a cup of water.

“Who?” I asked in confusion.

“Ayla. She told me before that she’ll send me a message once her probation was already lifted. It seems like your awakening triggered her awakening,” he explained.

“Awakening? Isn’t she already awake?” I asked.

“No. She just had a deep connection with you, enabling her to follow your soul when you’re in great danger or every full moon including the blood moon,” he explained.

I trembled and felt guilty for feeling disappointed at her when she suddenly pushed me to the cliff. I must have just misunderstood her.

“Thinking about it now, it all makes sense,” I mumbled.