Chapter 225: You crazy dog!

SLAP!

A heavy slap landed squarely across Leo’s face.

His head jerked to the side, and he stumbled half a step before catching himself.

"Y-You! How dare you..." Leo slowly turned back, his red eyes darkening as he pressed a hand against his burning cheek.

Moon’s palm stung.

He had used almost all his physical strength to make that slap count, but the anger burning inside him was far worse than the pain in his hand.

His chest heaved.

And his breath was uneven.

He clenched his teeth, fighting the urge to blast this bastard away.

He had been working his ass off to deal with everything, and this man had the nerve to accuse him of cuckolding them!

"Haaa... I dare!" Moon spat out, each word sharp with anger. "What do you think of me? A slut?"

Leo suddenly grabbed the front of Moon’s robe and yanked him closer.

His breathing grew ragged, and his grip tightened.

"Then what else? How would you explain your scent? Aren’t you our mate? How can other people smell you? How the fuck can other men smell you?" He hissed through gritted teeth, "Why would they smell your scent?"

"Let go of me, Leo." Moon’s expression turned cold. And his voice also rose.

"I never said I was your mate, and I’m not obliged to explain anything to you."

He shoved Leo’s hand away, but Leo caught his arm before he could pull back and slammed him against a nearby tree.

"Not our mate? You’re already reeking of our scent, and you still say you’re not our mate? Seems like someone didn’t get enough and needs to be filled up a little more..."

Leo pressed closer, his hot breath brushing against Moon’s face.

Watching the things was getting tense; Nox’s tail stiffened.

He took a step forward, but stopped himself.

His amber eyes remained fixed on Moon as his expression became troubled.

"Mooney, your scent..."

He couldn’t finish.

He wanted to ask the same question, but the words wouldn’t come.

’Why can other wolves smell you?’

Moon’s eyes narrowed sharply.

"So what if they can smell me? Let go of me, Leo, if you fucking want to live."

He snarled, as if mocking.

His patience was running out.

How was he supposed to know his Yin physique hadn’t settled yet and that other wolves could smell him from such a distance?

He had never been in this situation before.

Even though he knew about his extreme Yin physique, it had never flared up or released any scent in his previous world.

Only last night had he released it for the first time, and that had been for the sake of helping them awaken.

And now, instead of understanding what had happened, they were questioning him as though he had cheated on them!

He couldn’t bear it.

His blood ran cold, and his usually rational temper was finally slipping out of control.

Moon grabbed Leo’s wrist and forcefully shook it off.

He wanted nothing more than to leave this place and calm himself down.

But Leo yanked him back again.

Before Moon could even turn around, Leo caught his face and crushed their lips together.

His kiss was never gentle.

He sucked hard on Moon’s lips and forced his tongue inside, leaving his scent all over him.

Moon pushed against his chest, trying to break free, but Leo poured all his strength into holding him in place.

Then he suddenly pinned Moon against the tree and sank his teeth into his neck.

"Ah, fuck!" Moon cursed in pain. "You crazy dog!"

He shoved at Leo’s chest and struggled to pull his head away, but Leo’s mouth remained firmly attached to his neck.

His canines dug deeper, and the man’s scent flooded with the bite.

The sudden surge of pheromones almost made Moon’s mind go blank.

His fingers curled tightly, and his legs began to give way.

When Leo finally released him, Moon’s entire body was covered in Leo’s scent.

"Heh!" Leo caught his chin and lifted his face.

"You want to run? Dream on. You don’t have to explain anything. If you can’t stop that fucking scent, I’ll just cover it up until no one else can smell you."

Moon’s eyes welled up from the pain.

He could tolerate a little biting and scent-marking during intimacy, but this kind of forceful flooding made his entire body shiver.

His eyes rimmed with red as he bit his lip.

After a moment, he raised his hand to slap Leo again.

But Leo caught his wrist midair.

"What are you angry about? Getting your husband’s scent is a blessing. Or do you just want other men to smell...?"

His words were cut off by Axe’s low growl.

"Enough! Leo, stop it. Let him go!"

Axe clutched his hair and crouched down, his head a complete mess. The scent of frost and jasmine lingered in the air, and all he wanted was to get closer to his mate.

But he certainly didn’t want to do that now.

"Let him go. We’ll find out what’s wrong later," Ugo said from the side.

He took a step forward.

But Leo suddenly tightened his hold around Moon’s waist and leaped backwards, dragging him along.

"You’re all crazy!" Leo muttered, looking at his brothers.

His other hand was still gripping Moon’s wrist.

"Don’t even think about getting close to another man. Let me wash you clean."

With that, he pressed his lips against Moon’s again.

The moment his warm tongue slipped inside, Moon’s last bit of restraint snapped.

He didn’t care anymore.

The air suddenly shifted.

Blue spirals of spiritual energy gathered around his hand as his spiritual pressure burst out, sweeping through the surroundings.

All four men jolted and turned towards him.

Before anyone could warn Leo, Moon’s palm shook, and a tremendous pressure slammed into him like a mountain.

"Ugh!"

Leo groaned and finally released Moon.

His knees buckled beneath the force, and he slammed onto the ground.

Moon swiftly stepped backwards, putting several paces between them.

Before Leo could even understand what had happened, he coughed up blood. His eyes widened, and he dropped to his knees and held out his hands pathetically.