"Hmph!"
Just as Siley was desperately saying his last words to his two fathers in his heart, a cold snort suddenly rang out right next to his ear. He bewilderedly bowed his head, not knowing since when Oliver had woken up.
But... the little Sub-Beast at this moment seemed to have something very different.
The usually innocent, clear eyes had disappeared, replaced by a coldness and tranquility resembling an autumn lake. Siley only felt his body become weightless. From the position of coiling his body to protect Oliver, now, he turned into someone being held neatly in Oliver's embrace.
Oliver's body gradually elongated, escaping the tiny cub form. The beauty's entire body emitted a soothing pale purple light, floating ethereally in midair. The tender face shed its skin, tracing out gorgeous, aloof features that were beautiful beyond description. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, exactly like butterfly wings fluttering around the morning mist.
