Chapter 62: Only Me
>>Ariston
I can die right at this moment!
Lord! I can’t take this humiliation!!!
Right then I felt the grip of tentacles loosen and I began to drop
???
In a normal situation, I would’ve reacted faster—used my instincts, twisted midair, and found a way to land on my feet. But this wasn’t a normal situation. The sticky residue still clung to my skin, and my body felt embarrassingly weak from the tentacles’ torment. When they finally slithered away, I barely had time to process the whine that echoed through the air, low and strange, almost like the plant was...displeased.
And then, before I could steady myself, I was in Drakkar’s arms.
What!?!
The moment I realized he was holding me bridal style, I got angry
"What took you so long!" I growled, reaching up and grabbing one of his curved horns for leverage as I tried to push myself out of his hold.
His golden eyes bore into mine, conflicted, but his expression was far too smug for my liking. "I wasn’t going to help," he said with a shrug, though his lips twitched as if suppressing a grin. "But I couldn’t just stand by while you were...moaning because of a plant."