Luna Sutton curled her lips and continued, "However, I only give food to those who help. If you don't help, once it's ready, there won't be any for you."
It's not that she really needed him to work, she mainly needed the dog man's attitude; even if he only helped with one bowl, it would be enough.
Wanting to eat but unable to lower his pride, always acting superior, even if he's the target to be won over, it won't work.
I already reach peak disgust, I can't continue hating.
Corbin Crowley's face instantly fell when he heard this; this damned fat woman dares to threaten him?
Not only is he a rare Silver-moon Grey Wolf, he's a Peak of Tier Five Beastman, half-step Sixth Rank; apart from the leader, he is the strongest in the tribe, Rhys Blackwood at most can match him.
When has he ever suffered such humiliation?
Smelling the meat fragrance drifting through the air, his face became even darker.
Damned aroma, damned tempting...
