Chapter 4: I’m Hungry, Master!
Creed stood frozen, his mouth slightly open, his golden eyes flickering between the holographic display floating before his eyes and the insanely gorgeous, curvy, otherworldly summon standing in front of him.
His brain? Completely frozen.
His thoughts? Scrambled like eggs.
His common sense? Out the window.
THIS was his summon?!
Where were the massive fangs? The glowing eyes? The towering body covered in scales or fur?
He had mentally prepared himself for something fierce—a legendary wyvern, a ferocious hellhound, maybe even a battle-hardened war beast.
Instead...
Instead, he got... a woman?
No—she wasn't just any woman.
She was ridiculously beautiful—so much so that Creed could already hear the cries of despair from men across the world.