Jason had managed to have the best-case scenario but realized this werewolf had used him to escape her home.
He realized she wouldn't have been able to leave if she hadn't found a mate, but this must also be why she had rejected everyone within her environment.
It was so she could experience the outside world, but Jason was a lucky encounter because he had an amazing cock.
If it had been anyone else, she would have killed them the moment they left the area, as she would have no use for them anymore.
"So, Ylva, what do you actually know about this world?" Jason questioned, but Ylva shrugged.
"I don't know. I have never left the settlement," Ylva said, but Jason rolled his eyes in irritation.
He should have expected that response, but this was an interesting world, no doubt.
But if werewolves existed, did that mean there were vampires as well?
This was something that briefly flashed through his mind, but that was the least of his problems.
Ylva walked ahead of him and Jason watched her buttocks dance all over the place, but Ylva stopped in her tracks shortly after.
"We are being followed…" Ylva informed Jason, but Jason didn't see anyone in sight.
"Is this bitch schizophrenic?" Jason thought to himself with a raised brow.
But out of the bushes, three werewolves came out, and they looked angry.
"Ylva… So someone finally fucked that little cunt of yours, did they?" A werewolf with a missing eye questioned.
Ylva didn't respond. This thing was twice her size and the muscles on it made it feel like Jason was looking at King Kong.
"W-What the actual fuck?" Jason thought to himself, taking a few steps back as he had no idea what was about to happen but wanted no part in it.
But he barged into something solid. This was no doubt something made of raw, hard muscle.
"Deja vu…" Jason muttered under his breath.
He looked up and saw the same werewolf who wanted to eat him, looking down at him.
Before Jason could say anything, it grabbed his neck and raised him off the ground.
"Is this your mate? This weak little hairless pet?" The werewolf questioned.
And this was when Jason realized she must have stepped on their toes too, but this was out of his league.
"H-Hey! Put me down!" Jason exclaimed, and the werewolves present were confused as to why he could speak their language.
"What? You speak our tongue?" The werewolf holding Jason questioned.
Jason nodded profusely. He could feel himself losing his ability to speak, but thankfully this was enough to make this creature not crush his windpipe.
"That is good. We just want to fuck her, but as her mate, we have to kill you first," the werewolf informed him of their tradition.
It seemed barbaric, but what did he expect in a world of monsters?
"Fuck no! You lot can have her!" Jason informed them, conceding and relinquishing his position as her mate.
"You pieces of shit! Do you want me to take out your eye like I did your boy over here!?" Ylva mocked them.
But the werewolf with the missing eye immediately grabbed her by the back of the head before slamming her into the ground.
"W-Woah! Wait! You guys are not planning to…" Jason knew he stood no chance, and in the animal kingdom these things were common.
Ylva looked at him, but Jason saw no fear in her eyes. She had on a smirk. She knew what was coming and realized she wasn't strong enough to resist it.
The werewolf that had grabbed Jason let him go and walked past him.
Jason had two choices. He could let them have their way or he could stand up to them.
Ylva never respected him. She used and manipulated him, but this didn't mean she deserved this simply because she rejected them.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Jason exclaimed under his breath.
He couldn't leave her. There was no way he could, and he threw a rock, hitting the werewolf that had just let him go.
"Leave her alone! I'm her alpha and I command yo-!" Before Jason could complete his sentence, he was slapped away like a fly.
Jason was sent flying into a nearby tree trunk and his body instantly buckled upon impact.
The air in his lungs exploded outward with his vision momentarily blurring.
"Y-Yeah… I should have carried my ass the other way," Jason muttered weakly. He could feel his vision blur.
But Jason stood to his feet through pure willpower. He knew what he was doing had to be the dumbest thing ever.
However, Amarok had handed his daughter over to him. She was his responsibility.
The werewolves looked hungry. He could see the saliva drooling from their mouths like they had rabies.
He looked at Ylva and Jason saw that brave facade had faded. She looked scared.
[Ding!]
[Adaptation in progress…!]
[Duration: 5 minutes!]
[Each adaptation begins after 1 minute!]
Jason was relieved the moment he saw that, even though he had no idea what he was adapting to. But he was about to find out after a minute, and Jason noticed his adaptation was faster than the last time.
"Hey…" Jason shouted, and the werewolves instantly looked at him with rage in their eyes.
After all, they couldn't do anything as long as he was alive, but Jason knew he had to find a way to stall for five minutes.
But something told him these things wouldn't give him those five minutes.