The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 77: Suddenly Tame

Why did he suddenly become so obedient?

She instinctively turned her head to look at Caleb Shaw.

He was standing a few steps away, his expression serious, his pupils slightly constricted.

His grip on the gun loosened slightly, but he did not lower his weapon.

Caleb Shaw slowly walked towards her, his boots making a dull thud on the floor.

His movements were extremely cautious, each step filled with vigilance, yet as he got closer, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t because the danger had passed, but because Selene was unharmed.

"Female Master," he finally spoke, his voice low, "thank you for calming Kael."

Thank what?

I didn’t do anything!

Selene was frantic inside but could only maintain a stiff smile on her face.

She could only scream internally for the system, almost bursting her vocal range.

"What the heck happened? I get the credit? I didn’t even dare to move! What am I supposed to do next time? Are you frozen or disconnected? Hurry up and say something! Stop playing dead!"

"I’m here, I’m here, stop yelling."

The system finally appeared sluggishly, speaking in a lazy tone.

"Detection shows that Kael has not been formally calmed; his physiological indicators are still on the edge of losing control. Although his emotional fluctuations have subsided, they have not stabilized in essence. Perhaps... he felt something that reassured him."

Selene was stunned for a moment, then her gaze inadvertently fell on her abdomen.

She gently touched her slightly bulged belly.

Inside, Caleb Shaw’s child was growing.

Earlier, Kael could have attacked the closer Caleb Shaw, yet he lunged at her instead.

And now, he suddenly quieted down, as if pacified by some invisible force...

Could it be that he sensed the presence of the little one in her belly?

"Hah... haha."

Selene let out two dry laughs, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Accept this credit?

She really felt a bit guilty.

But if she didn’t accept it, she feared more misunderstandings would arise.

Caleb Shaw had already put away the gun.

He crouched down, reaching out his hand, his fingertips gently brushing Kael’s head.

"Kael has a stubborn temper, never accepting marriage from childhood to adulthood, and has never been successfully calmed by any female."

He said softly, his tone gentle.

"His pheromones are extremely unstable and must be balanced with high-intensity inhibitors. But today, even the special inhibitor from Duke Osborne’s side failed..."

He paused, looking up at Selene, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"If it weren’t for your timely appearance to stabilize him, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Once he goes completely berserk, the entire base would fall into chaos."

Hearing this, Selene scratched the back of her head and gave an awkward laugh.

"I... I was just lucky, a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat, not as great as you make it sound."

Caleb Shaw: "..."

He fell silent for a moment, his eyes slightly tightened.

"It’s getting late, I’ll take him back to headquarters. If you want to go home, I can arrange for someone to escort you."

Caleb Shaw’s voice was low.

After saying this, his gaze briefly swept over Selene’s face but did not linger.

The night wind blew, swaying the cloak on his shoulder.

The surrounding lights were dim, illuminating his resolute side profile.

The soldiers gathered around, causing Kael to immediately bare his teeth.

Frightened, they dared not approach and could only look to Caleb Shaw for help.

A few soldiers cautiously approached, their weapons slightly raised, tense expressions on their faces.

But Kael suddenly lifted his head, revealing forest-white teeth, growling low in his throat.

The violent atmosphere surged, making the soldiers instinctively retreat a half step, their hands on their guns trembling slightly.

They all looked at Caleb Shaw simultaneously, seeking help in their eyes.

He looked down, "Give it to me."

Caleb Shaw stepped forward, his steps steady.

He didn’t look at Kael again, just stretched out his hand, palm up, his voice concise and forceful.

The air around seemed to freeze instantly, even the wind quieted.

Everyone’s attention was fixed on him, breathing cautiously shallow.

Someone handed over a sedative.

Caleb Shaw received it steadily, injecting it into Kael’s body.

Within seconds, Kael’s body relaxed and slipped into a deep sleep.

The silvery sedative glistened coldly under the lights, its needle long and sharp.

Caleb Shaw’s movements were swift and precise, one hand holding Kael’s neck, expertly inserting the needle into his carotid artery.

As the medication was administered, Kael’s pupils contracted violently, a muffled grunt escaping his throat.

Then his limbs twitched, his strength seemed to be drained, and his eyelids closed heavily as his breathing gradually steadied.

Only then did the soldiers dare to step forward, working together to lift him into a specially made iron cage.

The spaceship hovered overhead as Caleb Shaw turned, leaving only his icy back to Selene.

A few soldiers carefully approached, two by two, lifting Kael’s heavy body.

The iron cage was made entirely of high-strength alloy, its inner walls lined with an electric shock grid.

Once triggered, it released high-voltage currents.

They placed Kael inside the cage, swiftly locking the door, breathing a sigh of relief once confirmed safe.

Above, a black military spaceship silently hovered.

The rotor’s spinning created a wind that scattered the dust on the ground.

Caleb Shaw did not look at anyone again, turning and striding towards the spaceship.

"Caleb Shaw."

Selene asked softly.

"That gunshot just now... did you intentionally shoot wide?"

She stood still, her fingers slightly clenched, her nails almost digging into her palm.

That shot could clearly have hit Kael’s head.

But the bullet merely skimmed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

At that moment, she understood.

Caleb Shaw did not want to kill him.

His back paused but didn’t turn, striding quickly away.

In the night, his back appeared increasingly cold and lonely.

Caleb Shaw knew he had succumbed to his feelings.

Even if it was a split-second decision, even if Selene might have been torn apart, he couldn’t kill Kael.

His fingers curled slightly in his pocket, brushing the gun handle’s cold surface.

He remembered that moment of choice clearly.

Kael lunged at Selene, claws raised, only fractions of a second from tearing her throat.

His gun was already aimed at the target.

Yet as he pulled the trigger, his wrist subtly shifted.

He knew, if the bullet hit dead center, it would be over.

But he couldn’t do it.

Even if logic dictated he must, his body disobeyed.

Selene stood there silently for a while, suddenly feeling utterly disheartened.

The night wind brushed her hair, bringing a slight chill.

She watched the spaceship ascend into the night, the heaviness in her heart lingering.

She once thought she could persist, could understand.

But now, she only felt exhausted.

She blinked forcefully, pushing down the chaos of emotions.

"Why do I insist on tying myself to those who don’t love me? It’s not like I lack money, or look bad, and with this place’s open laws, can’t I switch partners? Anyway, I can raise the child myself, is having a father really that important?"

She murmured to herself, her voice tinged with anger and a bit of grievance.

She looked up into the distance, the streetlights dim.