Damien hunted a big prey and was roasting it in the kitchen on the first floor that was especially accommodated for roasting food. After the meat was cooked, he tore them up into a bowl of meat strips, bringing it to the top floor.

“I’m back.” Damien ran over. Before his voice ended, he had already run into the bedroom.

As Irina was having her period, she was feeling unsettled sitting in the nest. Curtis lay down by her side and watched her reactions with great interest.

When she heard sounds, she immediately looked toward Damien. “The meat is done?”

“Quickly eat up.” Damien grinned as he squatted next to...