After Yu Lan shared this theory with Black Panther,
Black Panther was left utterly bewildered and confused.
Ah!
Is that really it?
His azure, bestial eyes were filled with bewildernt.
It was a possibility he had never even considered.
After all, ever since he’d been forced to live in his beast form, he had started to give up on himself.
He hadn’t even cared when, after reaching adulthood, he never experienced the annual rut that all normal males go through.
Now, as they both waited,
Black Panther’s breathing grew heavy again.
A burning sensation spread from his lower abdon.
The pain in his head intensified.
In that instant, the inexperienced Black Panther finally realized this wasn’t another one of his frenzied episodes.
It was his first rut, triggered by extre jealousy and frustration after years of suppression.
"Th-then what do we do now?"
They had found the cause.
But the "Hope" potion that could treat him was still at the Science Research Institute.
Yu Lan didn’t have it with her.
Just as one problem was solved, another took its place.
A look of bewildernt flashed across Yu Lan’s pretty face.
A mont later, she belatedly took out her phone to call Mrs. Li.
"Li Yucheng, how much longer can you hold on?"
"It’s okay, I’m calling Mrs. Li right now to have the Science Research Institute send the potion over. You’ll be fine."
A second after Yu Lan finished speaking, a hoarse, feverish male voice followed.
"It’s too late."
The mont he spoke,
Black Panther pounced on the beautiful female from behind, knocking her to the ground.
The phone slipped from her slender fingers.
As if by instinct, Black Panther pinned her down.
The part of him pressing against her was as fearso and savage as the panther himself.
It was the kind of thing that would make one blush beet-red at a single glance.
SMACK!
Pinned to the ground, Yu Lan was both panicked and furious.
"Li Yucheng, look at ! It’s , Yu Lan!"
"How could you... How could you do this?"
Yu Lan’s face flushed red with humiliation and anger.
’Li... Li Yucheng... how could he... how could he do this to ?’
Black Panther was panting, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
But before her slap could land, he was overwheld by the sweet scent clinging to her soft, slender, pale fingertips.
’So sweet, so fragrant, so intoxicating...’
’Just a couple more whiffs...’
The panther was completely srized, his head spinning.
His chest felt fit to burst, and scalding blood coursed through his veins.
’I want her.’
’I only want her.’
’But I can’t force her.’
’So what should I do?’
Like any male desperate to win a beautiful female’s favor, his mind raced, willing to try anything.
A glint appeared in his azure eyes.
’I know.’
’I have to... I have to act pitiful.’
’Kind, soft-hearted Yu Lan would never be able to bear it.’
’How could any female be so kind?’
Exhaling hot breaths, Black Panther forced down his inner turmoil. He lowered his furry head and began to nuzzle and lick at the beautiful female’s neck, pressing against her.
His tail thrashed wildly behind him.
Then, his deep, hoarse voice, tornted by desire, sounded.
"Help ."
"Lanlan, help . It’s unbearable."
"It’s really unbearable. I’m begging you, please help ."
"Please, will you help ? Lanlan, help ..."
Black Panther deliberately whispered close to Yu Lan’s ear, his scorching breath ghosting over her earlobe.
Yu Lan’s face flushed crimson as she listened.
Her heart quivered, tortured by his words.
She lowered her beautiful eyes, her long, curled lashes trembling frantically like the wings of a butterfly.
Black Panther heard the beautiful female’s lodious voice speak.
"H-how do I help?"
Under Black Panther’s stare, Yu Lan flushed beet-red from embarrassnt.
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