Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 229 Wendy, Confessing and Becoming a Father?
The Dark Night Clan chief picked up Wendy, revealing two sharp fangs on his lips.

His eyes glowed red as he stared intently at Wendy's slender neck.

The sharp teeth pressed against the fair and delicate skin, allowing the surging blood beneath to be felt.

He swallowed hard and lowered his head, just as a black egg rolled to his feet and hit his calf.

The Dark Night Clan Chief frowned, looking at the black egg at his feet. "A-Le, do you like this little female?"

The black egg shook on the ground, seemingly agreeing with the Dark Night Clan Chief's statement.

The Dark Night Clan Chief closed his eyes and finally suppressed his desire, putting Wendy down and thoughtfully placing a piece of animal skin under her.

As soon as Wendy lay down, the black egg came over and affectionately nuzzled her face. The blood from Wendy's head dripped onto the eggshell and was quickly absorbed.

The chieftain of the Dark Night Clan was shocked.

His son was different from others from birth; he didn't like drinking blood, not even the most delicious fresh blood.

Without the nourishment of fresh blood, it has been unable to hatch for so long.

Now, seeing his son actively absorbing the blood from Wendy's face, his eyes lit up, and his gaze towards her became intense.

He had a feeling that this little female might be the key to his son hatching.

"Ah Le, do you want more to drink? Father will get you some more of her blood."

When Ah Le heard the Dark Night Clan Chief say this, he rolled around in agitation and bumped his calf.

Having spent so much time with his son, the Dark Night Clan Chief naturally understood his meaning.

It seems the son really loves this little female and doesn't want her to get hurt or bleed again.

So he suppressed his craving for blood, cut his wrist, and dripped his blood onto Wendy's lips.

With the nourishment of his painstaking efforts, Wendy's facial wounds healed immediately.

Seeing that Wendy's complexion had improved a lot, Ah Le affectionately rubbed against the Dark Night Clan Chief's leg.

The Dark Night Clan Chief tapped his eggshell and said affectionately, "It hasn't even happened yet, and you're already siding with outsiders."

The following night, under the cover of darkness, the chieftain of the Dark Night Clan took Ah Le and Wendy back to the Dark Night Clan.

Wendy looked at the unfamiliar surroundings before her, her eyes filled with fear and dread.

She clung tightly to the Dark Night Clan chief's neck, her voice trembling. "Father, where are we?"

Upon hearing the title "father" again, the Dark Night Clan Chief's temples throbbed.

For some reason, after the little female healed, she kept hugging him and calling him "father." When he didn't acknowledge her or agree, she kept crying.

When the little female cub cried, Ah Le was naturally unhappy and started arguing with him, so he had no choice but to accept the title of "father".

“This is the Dark Night Clan, this is your home. You were injured before, so you forgot everything, but don’t worry, with your father here, no one dares to hurt you.”

This little female is the hope for her son to hatch, and he will not allow anyone to hurt her.

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the Dark Clan Chief's assurance, and patted her tummy. "Father, I'm hungry."

The Dark Night Clan Chief was slightly taken aback; he couldn't cook.

The Dark Clan members live by drinking blood, even the young females.

But looking at the little female cub in his arms, it probably wasn't appropriate to let her suck blood.

So he waved and called Chuck over. "Go to the White Tiger Clan and find a male who can cook."

Meeting Wendy's bright, star-like eyes, he added another piece of advice: "Find a male who can cook well."

Chuck never imagined that his family patriarch's attitude towards Wendy would change so drastically.

"Chieftain, do you really want to keep this little female with A-Le? What if she hurts A-Le?"

“She’s Ah Le’s future partner, how could she hurt him?” Besides, Wendy is still so young, he doesn’t believe she would come up with the idea of ​​faking amnesia.

Besides, children don't have good memories to begin with, and if they're raised for a long time, they'll forget things from the past. Wendy is only one year old, so her memory won't be very good either. Therefore, he didn't think there was anything wrong with raising the 'enemy's' daughter by his side.

Seeing the doting look in the Dark Night Clan Chief's eyes, Chuck sighed helplessly. He had no choice but to head to the White Tiger Clan.

The elder was excited to see him. "Lord Chuck, I've found a mine and unearthed a green crystal."

He presented the crystal to Chuck as if it were a treasure, and Chuck picked it up and examined it.

The green crystal is very pure and has a good color. It has no impurities, so its spiritual energy must be good.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work."

"Tomorrow, I'll let you see your son. You must miss him a lot after not seeing him for so long."

The elder beamed. "It's no trouble at all. I'm willing to do anything to serve you, sir."

Chuck knew perfectly well that he was just flattering him, so he didn't say anything more to him.

"Go find a male who can cook well."

"Cooking?" the elder asked, puzzled.

The people of the Night Clan live by drinking blood. When do they need to eat?

"Wendy has amnesia and has mistaken the patriarch for her father. Moreover, the patriarch intends for her to be the young patriarch's future partner."

Upon hearing this, a flash of hatred appeared in the elder's eyes.

Why should his son be imprisoned, while Ophelia's daughter is pampered like a daughter by the chieftain of the Night Clan?

He frowned. "Lord Chuck, Wendy is, after all, Ophelia's daughter. She'll come looking for us sooner or later. If that happens..."

"You don't need to worry about that. We will be moving our tribe in a while."

Relocating tribes?

The elder was overjoyed and forgot all about Wendy.

"Then does that mean my son doesn't need to go back?"

Chuck chuckled. "What are you thinking? We just moved our tribe, we're not dead."

"You will continue to provide us with crystals, and your son will also move with the tribe."

"However, as long as you do a good job, your son's treatment in the Dark Night Clan will not be bad."

Chuck understood the principle that you have to feed a horse if you want it to run.

After saying a few more simple words, Chuck led the White Tiger Clan and a middle-aged male back to the Dark Night Clan.

Three days later, the Dark Night Clan moved their base.

On the other side, the usually calm Zeref was pacing anxiously.

"The entire Night Clan has moved overnight, and we can't find Wendy anywhere. What should we do?"

Ophelia was also very anxious. She grabbed Dan'er's hand and asked, "Dan'er, can you sense my sister? Is she in danger?"

Dane shook his head. "I can't sense where Wendy is, but I know she's not in any danger."

Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief.

Klein slammed his hand on the table and said sternly, "I'll go and bring the Grand Elder here and get some answers."

“Okay, I agree to go with you,” Taylor agreed.

So the two of them and a group of males broke into the White Tiger Clan during the day, and the Grand Elder wanted to send someone to warn them.

But as soon as those tribesmen showed their faces, they were riddled with arrows and crossbows.

Seeing that all was lost, the elder slumped to the ground. "Clan leader, I didn't mean to, but they captured my son, and I had no choice."

Klein had no time for the Elder's pleas; he grabbed her shoulders and demanded sharply, "Wendy, where did you hide her?"