Damien plucked a whole load of grapes from this grape tree. Thankfully, when he went out, he had layered an animal skin over Irina, else it would be inconvenient to bring back.

Irina, who couldn’t bear to leave the cooling forest, sat down next to the small mountain of grapes and started munching on them. Damien crawled down the tree, gazed at his surroundings, then suddenly said, “Irina, let’s mate here while Curtis isn’t around!”

“Pff!” Irina spat out the grape in her mouth. Choked on the sweet grape juice, she went into a bout of coughs. Blood gushed up to flush her cheeks, reddening her entire face in an...