The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 205 - 196: Surprise

"Luckily, it hasn’t been too long."

The Old Shaman wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully checked her with his Wood Element Ability, and found that the situation was still alright.

She was about to give birth.

He intended to lift Luna Sutton’s Beast Skin Skirt to assist in the childbirth.

But then he hesitated, his hand frozen mid-air, his aged face crumpling in concern.

Even though he was an old man,

he was also male, and it was not appropriate to help the girl give birth.

He turned his head to the chaotic crowd in the room, furrowing his brows and shouting: "The girl, Luna is about to have a child. What are you all standing here for? Prepare hot water, clean animal skins, and a clean Bone Knife. Leave two experienced older females to assist in the delivery, and the rest of you get out of the cave."

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes instantly darkened: "I’ll stay."

Rhys Blackwood was too busy preparing the things the shaman had mentioned to mind him.

He found several pieces of soft, clean Snow Mink Fur in a basket, realizing that newborns are small.

So he cut them into small pieces and neatly placed them aside to be used when needed.

He prepared several Bone Knives, disinfecting them with hot water and roasting them over the fire.

Zeke Veridian saw Rhys Blackwood bustling around and pushed Malachi Arcanus towards the exit, his voice impatient: "Didn’t hear what the shaman said? Or do you want to stay and see Luna naked?"

Malachi saw no problem with staying, mumbling in reluctance, "I’m her mate too, why can’t I stay and watch?"

Zeke was amused, not willing to argue with him, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and dragged him out directly: "If you’re so idle, go boil water."

"Oh, Zeke, what are you doing, don’t pull me~"

Malachi grumbled as he was dragged out by Zeke.

Seeing this, the females and beastmen who were watching awkwardly exited sensibly.

Only two experienced older females were left.

One named Margaret, the other Yuna.

They had given birth to several litters and raised them all, their experience was undoubtedly abundant.

The Old Shaman checked Luna Sutton again, ensuring her body was fine and the fetal position was correct.

Only then did he hand over the delivery to the experienced older females, Margaret, and Yuna.

He gave a few final instructions and then stepped out.

Before leaving, he noticed Corbin Crowley sitting by the bed.

"Luna, don’t be afraid, I’m here with you."

Corbin was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he trembled as he wiped Luna Sutton’s sweat with a damp animal skin.

He had no intention of leaving.

The Old Shaman sighed, thinking that Corbin was Luna’s mate, he refrained from saying anything further.

Let him stay then. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Just outside, he bumped into the hastily arriving Lyle Sutton.

His booming voice made dust fall from the stone walls: "Out of my way! My daughter..."

"Hold on, Leader!"

Zeke instantly blocked the cave entrance, his emerald eyes looking especially cold and indifferent in the night, "Luna is giving birth, experienced older females are assisting, though you are her father, there’s a gender difference, it wouldn’t be appropriate for the leader to go in right now."

An instant silence fell outside the cave.

Lyle’s bronzed face flushed to a liver color as he yelled into the cave: "Luna, don’t be afraid, Dad’s right outside!"

Suddenly, Luna Sutton’s strong voice came from inside: "Corbin, Rhys, both of you turn around, no peeking, got it? Oh, don’t take off my skirt..."

"How can you give birth without taking off the skirt? We’re all your mates, haven’t we seen everything before? What’s there to be shy about?"

That was Corbin’s voice, domineering and forceful.

Outside the cave fell silent for a few seconds, then an awkward feeling lingered.

Lyle’s face darkened as he muttered something under his breath, standing to the side waiting.

Zeke regretted not staying inside, after all, he was also Luna’s mate, why did he obediently come out?

However, thinking that Luna was inside giving birth and not knowing how it was going, his emerald eyes were full of worry, pacing back and forth nervously.

He busied himself to distract from his anxiety.

Inside the cave was a bustle of activity and chaos.

Corbin sat at the foot of the bed, pulling open Luna Sutton’s Beast Skin Skirt, his silver pupils contracting suddenly, "Why is it... a snake egg?"

His eyes were fixed on the snake egg rolling out from between Luna’s legs.

The eggshell was translucent, with a curled shadow faintly visible inside, covered with a layer of mucus, sliding into his palm wetly.

"Rhys!"

Corbin’s face was extremely unpleasant as he almost growled Rhys’ name through gritted teeth.

Regardless of mating frequency or timing, he had always thought Luna was carrying his child.

He never imagined it would be Rhys’ snake egg.

The water basin in Rhys’s hand clattered to the ground, with no time to clean it up.

He scrambled to the bedside, staring at the glowing snake egg, his black pupils contracting violently, his throat working with dry breaths: "...Mine?"

His well-jointed fingers just about to touch it.

"Whose else would it be, mine?"

Corbin crushed the stone bed edge with one hand, fragments grazed Rhys’s side face, "Did you mate with Luna in your snake form?"

This was the beast world, essentially they were all animals, and mating in true form was more likely to result in pregnancy than human form.

"You could too, I never stopped you."

Rhys was in great spirits, the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Right now he didn’t care to argue with Corbin.

With gentle movements, Luna cradled the snake egg, being extremely cautious, afraid of crushing or damaging it.

He could clearly feel the pulse of life emanating from within, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Corbin Crowley felt choked by him, his silver eyes nearly spitting fire.

But before he could explode.

Suddenly, Luna Sutton let out a muffled groan, and three more wet snake eggs rolled out from between her legs.

One happened to hit Corbin Crowley’s wrist.

He looked at the snake egg that rolled to his wrist, his expression darkened, and for a moment, he wanted to crush it.

But in the end, he held back.

Rhys Blackwood scrambled to pick them up, really afraid that Corbin Crowley, out of jealousy, might crush that snake egg.

This snake egg was slightly smaller than the first, with faint dark patterns on the shell.

The other two were also picked up.

Corbin Crowley watched as Rhys Blackwood hurriedly picked up the snake eggs, carefully wiping the shells with beast skin and finally placing them in the nest, his handsome face twisted: "Rhys Blackwood, you damn..."

"Stop arguing!"

Suddenly, Luna Sutton clutched the beast skin blanket, the contraction in her abdomen leaving her no time to bother with their quarrels, just feeling very annoyed.

As the sound of "glug glug" echoed.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth snake eggs came out one after another.

One rolled directly to the edge of Corbin Crowley’s knee.

The other two rolled to his backside.

It seemed as if they were intentionally teasing Corbin Crowley, rolling only towards him.

Corbin Crowley stared at the milky white snake egg on his knee, his knuckles cracking from the pressure.

Suddenly, Luna Sutton struggled, and the eighth snake egg spun and collided with the seventh.

Rhys Blackwood’s heart leapt to his throat in fright, quickly reaching out to pick them up.

Afraid the two snake eggs might break against each other.

Corbin Crowley’s forehead veins throbbed, his silver eyes fiercely fixed on the nest of snake eggs in Rhys Blackwood’s arms, his exquisite face full of jealousy.

"Eight?"

Rhys Blackwood counted carefully, his usually calm and cold voice trembling.

His fingertips caressed the dark patterns entwining the eggshell, his deep eyes filled with unprecedented tenderness and affection.

"Oh no, the girl’s belly is still moving..."

The old midwife suddenly widened her eyes, "It doesn’t seem like a snake egg, the belly is bulging."

Without time to think about what’s happening, she hurriedly began to assist with the birth.

Rhys Blackwood’s hand, which was carefully cleaning the eggshells, suddenly froze.

His gaze shifted to Luna Sutton as a palm-sized silver wolf cub slipped out, covered in amniotic sac, its wet fur sticking together, looking exactly like Corbin Crowley.

It let out soft "awoo awoo" noises.

"It’s mine."

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes suddenly shone terrifyingly bright, his voice hoarse and frightening, just as his fingertips touched the little wolf cub.

A second cub slid out immediately after.

This one was entirely pitch black, save for a silver spot on its brow.

Corbin Crowley hurriedly scooped up the two wet wolf cubs, not even bothering to wipe off the amniotic sac.

The silver pupils rolling with a terrifying light: "There’s still more in Luna’s belly!"

Suddenly, Malachi Arcanus’s strange shout came from outside the cave: "Whoa, Rhys Blackwood, this Black Serpent, really amazing..."

Evidently hearing the commotion inside.

In the cave.

"Awoo..."

The third wolf cub squeezed out just then, rolling onto the beast skin, entirely snow-white, with tiny paws kicking amniotic sac, emitting soft whimpers.

Rhys Blackwood watched quietly, holding the nest of snake eggs, without showing any envy.

It’s only three, after all, while he had eight.

Corbin Crowley picked up the third little wolf cub, carefully cleaning the blood and amniotic sac from its body, then washing it clean with warm water.

Wrapping it softly in clean beast skin, his movements gentle, his gaze loving.

The two old midwives saw that Luna Sutton’s belly was empty and proceeded orderly to cleanse her body.

The beast skin pad beneath was also replaced with a clean one.

Rhys Blackwood gently placed the nest with eight snake eggs on the inner side of the stone bed.

Turning to wet a piece of beast skin in hot water, wringing it dry, he walked to the bedside and gently wiped the sweat off Luna Sutton’s forehead, his throat moved: "Luna, you’ve worked hard. Did it hurt a lot?"

The cool voice bore some distress.

Luna Sutton’s face was pale, her expression somewhat weak, she allowed him to wipe her sweat and looked at Rhys Blackwood.

Though it seemed there were many, the discomfort wasn’t too much to bear, it wasn’t very painful, just like relieving herself.

It all came out at once.

Just as she was about to respond, she heard the system’s cheerful voice in her mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Rhys Blackwood’s affection increased by 10, reaching 85, please keep up the good work."

"I’m fine."

Just as Luna Sutton forced a smile, she was suddenly turned around by Corbin Crowley.

The man’s thumb roughly wiped her pale lips, his voice hoarse: "When giving birth to wolf cubs, even the beast skin was wrinkled, and yet you pretend to be strong?"

The system’s cheerful voice quickly followed: "Ding! Congratulations to the host, Corbin Crowley’s affection increased by 10, reaching 88, please keep up the good work."