My Beastly Fertility System Chapter 3: Will You Be My Mate?

Three beastfolk walked into the cave. The one in front was round and chubby, taller than Claire, with broad shoulders and a big belly that even her fur tunic couldn't hide, bouncing as she walked.

It was Fiona.

The two male beastfolk following her were her beast mates, both with a beast mark on their cheeks.

They both seemed to be Level 1 beastfolk.

Fiona looked plain, but she had big breast and wide hips, and many males in the clan liked her.

She had just become an adult less than a year ago, yet she already had five beast mates.

Seeing Zane in Claire's cave, so close to her, made Fiona even angrier.

"Ugly freak! You're still trying to seduce Zane! He's mine! Look at you—so skinny and small, like a runt that never grew right. You're barely even fit to have kids! If my mom weren't kind, you'd have been kicked out of the clan a long time ago."

Fiona's mother was the chief of the fox clan.

Before Claire could say anything, Zane beside her spoke up, "Fiona, I will never agree to be your beast slave. You can forget it!"

A beast slave was basically a bed slave, not even considered a mate. Totally without dignity and could be discarded at any time.

One of Fiona's beast mates sneered, "Hmph! You don't even have a beast mark. Fiona's too kind, making you her beast slave!"

Zane stayed calm, but inside he felt a sting.

Not having a beast mark was his biggest shame.

Even though most beastfolk didn't have a mark, he believed he was strong. Still, he had none.

Claire felt Zane's body tense up.

She smiled and said to Fiona, "Fiona, whether it's a beast mate or a beast slave, both sides have to agree to the bond. If Zane doesn't want it, forcing him won't work."

Fiona stepped forward angrily, glaring down at Claire.

"You thief, stealing the Sacred Fruit, and you still dare talk back? Hah, think you're tough now? If you ran away, why come back to the clan?"

The other beast mate behind her chimed in, "Isn't it obvious? This ugly freak probably couldn't survive outside, so she had no choice but to come back. So shameless!"

"Haha, exactly! An ugly female who can't even have babies—where else would she go? When she ran away, I told my mom not to chase her. See, she came back on her own!"

Fiona beamed with pride as she and her beast mates laughed in agreement.

Claire patted her fur tunic. Her hand hit a fruit hidden inside, and she couldn't help smiling. She took it out.

She held it up in front of her eyes and studied it slowly.

"Th-this ... this is an Amethyst Berry?!"

Fiona and the two beast mates stared in disbelief, their eyes blazing at the purple fruit.

"Ugly freak, where did you steal that Amethyst Berry?"

Fiona screamed and lunged to grab it.

Claire moved quickly, dodging her hand, switched the berry to her other hand, and casually waved it past the three of them.

"This? Oh, I picked it outside myself. Don't try to claim it's yours. Our clan doesn't have this fruit."

Claire knew just how rare an Amethyst Berry was.

Fiona tried to argue back.

"Liar! There's no way you could just pick an Amethyst Berry like that! You must've stolen it from another beastfolk. Give it back! Or I'll have my mom lock you in the beast cave again!"

Zane watched Claire with a smile. She no longer looked insecure or timid like before. This bold, confident glow suited her.

Claire suddenly turned the Amethyst Berry toward Zane, tilting her head up slightly, and said, "The reason I went outside was to pick this berry. I saw it a while ago, but it wasn't ripe yet. I counted the days, and today it's just perfect. So I snuck out to pick it. Zane, it's for you!"

Zane's eyebrows lifted slightly.

"For me?"

He really wanted the Amethyst Berry, but he still remembered when he first found Claire. She had been lying at the cliff's edge, her heart barely beating, limbs weak, as if she was about to return to the Beast God.

Luckily, the Beast God had returned her.

She actually risked her life for me?

Could it be that she likes me?

Fiona was about to explode with rage. She charged forward with all her strength, trying to snatch the Amethyst Berry.

Even though it didn't really benefit her as a female, she just wanted it!

She shouted, "Ugly freak! I'm the chief's daughter! Everything in this clan belongs to me! Give it to me right now!"

Zane grabbed Claire and effortlessly dodged Fiona's attack.

Claire ignored Fiona's unreasonable tantrum. She held the Amethyst Berry up to Zane's lips.

"Zane, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?"

Zane looked closely at Claire's palm-sized, little face.

Her eyes were huge, her chin was sharp, and she was way too thin.

"Yes. I like it."

Encouraged, Claire pressed on.

"Then, would you be my beast mate? I'll treat you well, and we can have lots of kids."

Inside her, Pome buzzed with excitement.

"Master, you're amazing! Just like this! Snag the first mate at lightning speed, have ten kids, then I can level up and finally sing my freedom in the system realm!"

Zane didn't answer for a long time. The cave was silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Even Fiona was shocked by Claire's bold confession!

Was this really the same ugly female I had bullied for years—silent, submissive, and never dared fight back?

Had she lost her mind?