Werewolf Leveling: Building the Strongest Pack in the Apocalypse Chapter 193: Return

"Lee, when will we have babies?"

Her question caught completely off guard.

"We are trying, aren’t we?"

"Sylvie doesn’t think Lee is trying hard enough!" She pouted. "Lee wants to make babies with leech and not Sylvie."

When she gets riled up about having babies, it is hard to calm her down with just a simple head pat. That was the only ti my secret technique didn’t work. She was simply worried. Maybe she thought the fault lied with her or that I would prefer to have kids with Isabella rather than her.

Sylvie had the sex drive of wild rabbits. Her instincts were driving her to procreate, so every little thing sets her off. During our average intercourse, she had to orgasm at least 18 tis before she felt satisfied enough to stop.

She would go until her stamina was drained, then she would pass out right after since she would be able to walk or move much.

Seeing these pups only spurred her desires to beco a mother even more.

"Hey, no need to rush. These things take ti," I said as I pulled her in and hugged her.

She didn’t resist and rely sank into my arms, resting her face against my chest.

"Sylvie scared... Is Sylvie bad?"

Seems I was right; she was blaming herself for not getting pregnant. I gently stroked her hair as I comforted her.

"No, you’re not bad, Sylvie. You don’t need to worry too much. It will happen when it happens, but I promise you, you’ll be able to hold a child belonging to the both of us real soon."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise."

I continued to stroke Sylvie’s hair until she had cald down a bit. While I comforted her, my eyes lingered on the pups. I’ll need them to grow stronger in a quick amount of ti. They wouldn’t be strong enough to kill their foes for a while.

The shadow hounds will have to hunt prey to feed them. But that wouldn’t be enough. I will need to work them all into my plan. Both the Garmr and the shadow hounds needed to level up and evolve. It wasn’t just .

...

After spending a little more ti with the pups and the hounds, it was ti for Sylvie and I to leave. Both the pups and the shadow hounds seed to have grown fond of her. She wrestled with the shadow hounds and nursed the pups as if they were her own child.

When it was ti for us to leave, the pups were whimpering, and the hounds were giving her puppy dog eyes to get her to stay. My hounds hadn’t really taken to anybody except , so I was surprised at the bond they developed with Sylvie that quickly.

"Take care of the pups, okay, Cerberus," I said, giving the giant hound a pat on the head.

"GRR!"

Cerberus growled happily at my order. Before I left, I patted the giant hound on the head once again for a job well done at adding more hounds to my legion. I should’ve really given him a proper reward, but seeing how happy he was, it looked as if mating with his pack and becoming a father was its own reward.

"Goodbye, my friend."

"Goodbye, doggy hounds."

Just as before, a swarm of black shadowy energy enveloped us. Everything went black, and when it settled, we were back in my room.

"Those puppies were so cute!" Sylvie squealed as she threw herself down on the bed.

I collapsed beside her on the bed and imdiately as I did, she climbed on top of . She was clearly intending to wrestle but stopped when she saw that I was caught up in my own thoughts.

"Lee, what are you thinking?"

"Hmm? I’m thinking about that ssage I left for the head of the Veylmont clan. It will undoubtedly create so more tension between the Veylmont clan and the Dracule clan. But it’s just adding fuel; we need a spark to create a full-on conflict."

One of the problems was that I didn’t know much about the Dracule clan. I lack information about them. This would be one of the tis when a witch would co in handy. Maybe the lamia queen knows sothing.

"The next issue is the witches. Out of the queen witches that rule the city, I’ve only t two. The witch of Greed and her sister, the witch of Lust. Both seed to have different personalities. The witch of lust left a strong impression on ."

"Zzzz."

I looked down and realized that Sylvie had already fallen asleep. My ramblings must’ve bored her. She always had the cutest look on her face when she slept. At tis, it was hard to believe that she was real.

It wasn’t her, but all of them.

...

Later that day, I went to see the Lamia Queen. Her size made it a bit difficult to accommodate. In the end, they had to reconstruct a large building so that she could stay comfortably. When I arrived at where she was staying, she was getting her hair braided by so of her handmaidens.

The mont I entered the room, they looked at in surprise and hastily bowed their heads.

"My handmaidens were just talking about you," she chuckled when she saw my approach.

"My queen."

They all had embarrassed flushed faces as they tried to silence her.

"They were telling how handso and brave you are and how lucky I am to have you as a mate."

When my gaze swept over them, the handmaidens all lowered their gazes in embarrassnt. The queen had a sly smile on her face as she spoke. I didn’t think she was the type to tease her servants.

"That’s good to hear. I also think your handmaidens are quite beautiful and that you are lucky to have them."

They smiled bashfully, and their eyes seed to sparkle while the queen’s smile seed to grow larger. She didn’t seem like the jealous type. It was a far cry considering the girls I was used to.

"So I assu you have a reason for coming to see ," the lamia queen asked, turning her slitted eyes towards .