“Don’t be scared. Be good and wait for me inside.”

Curtis’s voice was abnormally gentle, making her involuntarily believe him. She nodded gently. “En.”

Muir, in his beast form, walked over, standing next to Irina’s side like a protector.

Curtis nodded at him before turning his head to look toward the scorpion beastman who had just come into the courtyard.

Saint Zachary felt envious when he saw this loving scene. He then felt even more determined to get Irina’s body.

Maybe Chris would be gentle toward him if she stayed in such a gentle and warm-hearted body.

At this thought, a hint of gentleness flashed past in the scorpion beastman’s...