Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 311: And The Angel Shall Descend from Heaven (II)

"Ah-Rock, something is not right tonight," Long Xiurong said as she sat beside her husband in the den. She gently patted her pregnant belly and continued, "I have a feeling that our dearest princess and Beast King are in danger."

She didn’t know why she said those words, knowing her husband was very sensitive about Gale and Swan.

Rock Silverfang had easily ruled over the island after Saintess Swan told them to make this place their new home. They were well fed and well sustained here. Every day was peaceful for Long Xiurong.

But Rock kept his training every day, believing that Princess Swan and the Beast King would eventually need his help once more. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

He was very focused on both his training and also his new married life with his mate, Long Xiurong, especially now that she was pregnant with their first cub.

However, it had been a while since they last saw Saintess Swan, and Long Xiurong had accepted that maybe Swan simply didn’t want them in her life anymore. After all, both Rock and Long Xiurong were still fugitives to the Beast King.

Unfortunately, Rock became extra sensitive about that. He still truly believed that his dearest princess wouldn’t abandon them, and she would eventually return to take them back to the Kingdom of Beastmen someday.

Thus, Long Xiurong rarely mentioned Swan or Gale around her husband anymore.

At least until now.

She had been feeling restless and sad for no reason lately. Her mind kept wandering to the beautiful Saintess who saved her back then.

"Do you feel what I’m feeling right now, Ah-Rock?" Long Xiurong asked. "I feel... uneasy."

Rock nodded. He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her closer, "I also feel the same, Ah-Rong. Something is happening on the main continent—" Rock pointed out in the sky. "Look at those dark clouds. It’s not normal. There must be someone powerful who controlled those clouds to block the moonlight, which is His Majesty’s source of power."

"T-then, does that mean Princess Swan is in danger?" Long Xiurong asked. She hugged his arm tightly, feeling anxious over her best friend’s fate.

"I hope not," Rock murmured. "If she is in danger, then she should call me, and I will find a way to help her. She is our Saintess, after all."

Long Xiurong nodded.

Long Xiurong and Rock stayed in their den for a while until their eyes were blinded by the sudden radiant light that entered their den.

They closed their eyes for a few seconds, and once they opened it again, they saw a beautiful woman with a gentle glow around her body. She carried a baby in her arms and smiled at them.

"It has been a while, my dearest friend, dearest knight."

"Princess!" Both Rock and Long Xiurong wanted to kneel in front of her, but Swan used her power to hold Long Xiurong in place, so it was only Rock who kneeled.

"You shouldn’t move around too much, Xiurong. You’re pregnant, it might be dangerous," Swan said.

"Princess... I’m so glad that you are alright," Long Xiurong muttered shakily as she was holding her tears.

She had been thinking about Swan day and night, especially now that she was pregnant.

She became really sensitive and frail when she got pregnant, and would often cry for no good reason. She was fortunate enough to have her husband, who always protected her and made her feel at ease whenever she had a mood swing.

But she couldn’t imagine how Swan must’ve felt when she was pregnant. There were so many bad things happening around her, and it must’ve affected her emotions badly.

However, when she saw the cute cub with black wolf ears and tail on Swan’s arm, she was relieved, because that meant Swan had a successful delivery despite all the stress she endured.

Meanwhile, Rock had been kneeling in front of his dearest princess piously. He had been living in a small heaven with his mate this whole time. He got peace, an abundance of fruits and meat to hunt, and also a land to rule all for himself.

Yet, he was still thinking about his dearest princess from time to time, hoping that she would be all alright in the Kingdom of Beastmen after that fateful night.

Swan could read the worry in their hearts. She smiled and said, "I am doing alright. I’ve given birth to my son, Sol Stormfront. Don’t you think he looks like his father?"

"He does!" Long Xiurong nodded excitedly. Meanwhile, the six-month-old Sol stared at Long Xiurong’s belly intensely but said nothing. Long Xiurong smiled as she caressed her belly, "I’m also pregnant with a cub. I hope my cub and yours can be good friends in the future."

"Surely, they can, but we have to make sure the Kingdom of Beastmen is safe before that can happen. So, I am here for a special request," Swan stated as she looked down at her loyal knight. "Lift your head, dear knight."

Rock lifted his head obediently, staring at the dearest princess he had worshipped as if she were his true God.

Long Xiurong knew that her husband was very pious, even treating Saintess Swan as a Goddess. She neither had any objection to it nor did she feel jealous because his dedication to Swan was like that of a religious man.

"Dearest knight, I am sorry to ask you this, but my husband—your Alpha—Gale Stormfront, is currently in a war against the dark witch. I want you to help him, as he needs someone as strong as you as his aide," Swan requested.

"I accept, Princess," Rock replied firmly. "It is my duty to go with him in a war, and also my responsibility to follow your words. But..."

Rock looked over his shoulder, staring at his pregnant mate, and added, "I want to go to war alone. Please let my wife stay in this den, so she—and our cubs—will be safe."