Chapter 66: Click to Claim One Wolf

The night was so still that no sound could escape.

The window glass quietly reflected everything inside the room. A giant wolf, as tall as a grown man, breathed heavily, its front paws stepping on the carpet as it paced back and forth impatiently, its two red eyes emitting a faint, cold light.

In contrast, Qu Yan opposite it appeared much more vulnerable. He tilted his head back, exposing his slender neck without reservation; if the wolf so desired, it could easily snap his neck.

The unknown always breeds fear. Qu Yan knew that he shouldn't equate the wolf with Yan Zhuo at this moment, but he still asked, unwilling to give up, "Yan Zhuo?"

The wolf tilted its head, reacting slightly to the name.

Qu Yan felt a slight relief in his heart, but the very next second, the wolf lunged forward abruptly.

Breath caught in his throat, the wolf's fangs magnified in his sight, and his eyelashes trembled twice.

The brownish-yellow wolf ears twitched gently. The wolf opened its jaws wide and inched closer to Qu Yan's neck, its blood-red, rough wolf tongue sliding across Qu Yan's skin.

Qu Yan leaned against the wheelchair, his chin held high, the curve of his Adam's apple pronounced. When the wolf withdrew its tongue, his neck was left slick and wet.

Man and wolf gazed at each other in the quietness. Qu Yan looked into the wolf's deep crimson eyes, and a sudden calmness washed over him. He realized that this wolf would not hurt him.

Lowering its head, the wolf was also evaluating him with its gaze. In its eyes, Qu Yan was an extremely fragile human, one whose consumption wouldn't even fill its stomach.

It felt hungry, but for some reason, it did not want to treat this human as food.

Realizing that its sharp canines might pierce the little human's fragile and soft skin, it even retracted its teeth, using only its tongue to lick his skin.

The little human smelled wonderful. It couldn't help leaning in closer, and then—*slap*—its face was hit.

The blow was light, like a reprimand. The wolf felt challenged.

Instantly enraged, its hind legs bent slightly, assuming a posture ready to charge at any moment. Its canines closed in on Qu Yan's face, and a low growl rumbled from its throat.

Qu Yan pressed a hand against its chin, his gaze calm. "Lie down."

*Huh?* The wolf understood the meaning of the words. Staring at the little human who showed not a shred of fear, it felt extreme disdain. It was a cunning and vicious overlord; how could it possibly obey his commands?

The wolf held its head high, silently mocking this weak and arrogant human.

Yet, immediately afterward, unexpectedly, its body rebelled against its will. It actually lay down right in front of the little human, and even fawned, rubbing against the little human's leg.

The wolf was dumbfounded, its red eyes filled with confusion. It battered its own head with its two front paws. Something was wrong; there must be something bizarre hidden inside its brain.

Its body had been hijacked; otherwise, how could it submit to such an insignificant human?

Impossible. The wolf refused to admit that this was something it had done of its own accord.

***

The wolf's body was too large, and as it lay down, it knocked the coffee table and sofa out of alignment. A smile bloomed at the corners of Qu Yan's eyes. This was a very good sign; although Yan Zhuo had turned into a wolf, he was still very well-behaved.

He patted the wolf's head. The wolf's fur was thick and smooth, with a superb texture, and he said, "Are you hungry? But you have to be obedient, and then I can give you food."

*Obedient?*

The wolf keenly captured those two words.

Impossible! How could an overlord like itself obey a human? It wanted to shake off the little human's pet-like hand, but its body betrayed its will once more. It let out a whine and obediently licked Qu Yan's fingertips.

"Good. Don't move, I'm going to get you some food."

Qu Yan wheeled himself away slowly. The wolf angrily slammed its head against the sofa twice; it was about to cry from its own stupidity.

Food was scarce, and filling the giant wolf's stomach was a very difficult task. Qu Yan took out everything edible, tore open the packaging, and tossed it in front of the wolf.

The aroma of food stimulated its stomach, and the wolf saluted continuously. Snatching up a piece of bread in its jaws, it thought to itself that this was by no means submission; it was simply too hungry. Once it had eaten its fill, it would definitely teach this overconfident little human a lesson!

The food was far too little. The wolf devoured it like a whirlwind, taking merely a few seconds in total. It wasn't full, and it cast a sideways glance at Qu Yan with its slit pupils.

Qu Yan told it, "It's too late now. I'll find you something to eat tomorrow."

The wolf stared out the pitch-black window. It seemed the little human hadn't lied, and it decided to magnanimously let him off this once.

"Now I'm going to sleep. Are you coming? The bedroom carpet is softer," Qu Yan invited.

*Impossible, I am definitely not going to sleep with the little human!*

Yet its body bustled to its feet from the floor, trailing happily behind Qu Yan, its tail wagging incessantly.

Qu Yan pulled up the blanket and raised a hand to turn off the bedside lamp, looking at the wolf in the darkness. "If you recover sooner, you'll be able to come up and sleep together."

The wolf didn't quite understand that sentence. With its eyes half-closed, it let out a cozy purr; the bedroom carpet was indeed very soft.

Time slipped away in the dark. The wolf pricked up its ears, tilting its head to look at the little human on the bed.

He seemed very tired and fell asleep quickly, his breathing even and gentle. The wolf could see his rising and falling chest and thick eyelashes. The little human looked very pretty, the wolf pondered secretly, and the little human smelled wonderful too, plus he could find food for it.

It thought for a long time and finally came up with a great idea. It was going to take this little human as its slave; an imposing overlord like itself needed a pretty and fragrant slave by its side.

From now on, the little human was its slave.

The wolf's tail wagged continuously. It was very happy, wondering what method it should use to mark the little human so that the whole world would know the little human was its slave.

Yet what method should it use? It couldn't think of one for the moment, and could only let out an excited, low howl.

***

Seeing the little human frown, it reined in all its noise.

The next morning, Qu Yan was awakened by a knock on the door. The wolf crouched its body, its eyes full of alertness.

"Stay here and don't go out."

Qu Yan pinched the wolf's ear before going to answer the door.

Outside the door stood a vibrant Yu Yang, forming a sharp contrast with Qu Yan, who had just woken up and still carried traces of fatigue.

He held up the medical kit in his hand. "I'm here to take blood from Yan Zhuo."

Qu Yan did not let him in, and Yu Yang instantly grew alert. "Yan Zhuo promised to give me two vials of blood. You aren't going to go back on your word, are you?"

In his current state, Yan Zhuo was completely unfit to be seen by others. Qu Yan could only say, "He's not convenient right now."

"It has to be today," Yu Yang immediately refused. "What if this is just an excuse for you to renege? I want to see Yan Zhuo right now."

A crashing sound came from inside the room, and Qu Yan pressed down firmly on the door. "No."

With that, he closed the door without a second of hesitation, giving Yu Yang no time to react.

The wolf bolted out from the bedroom, leaving behind a trail of utter chaos in its wake.

Qu Yan's temples throbbed faintly. "Didn't I tell you not to come out?"

The wolf was equally furious. With its keen hearing, it knew its little slave had just seen someone else and wouldn't even allow it to come out. It was very angry and couldn't understand: since he was already its slave, why was he secretly meeting other people?

The wolf's paws slapped against the floor. Its possessiveness unsatisfied, the wolf's tail drooped.

Sensing its agitation, Qu Yan placed his palm atop its head and soothed, "Wait a moment longer. I'll go find you something to eat."

The wolf twitched its nose, catching the scent of someone else on the little slave. Low growls escaped, and the wolf lowered its head abruptly, its eyes locking onto Qu Yan.

The crimson pupils resembled an endless whirlpool. Qu Yan's blinking slowed, and everything around him turned surreal. He shook his head, trying to avert his gaze, but it was already too late.

***

Author's Notes:
Qu Yan: Be obedient.
The wolf's brain—*Impossible! Absolutely impossible!*
The wolf's actions—*Lie down, rub against him, stick out tongue.*