My Beastly Fertility System Chapter 6: Protect My Face

Fiona shifted into a fox with black fur streaked with yellow. Her chubby body was surprisingly strong!

Claire was also a fox, but small and skinny, looking malnourished. Her only advantage was that she was quick and nimble.

Claire was very curious about this way of fighting. Being a fox felt strange at first, but she quickly got used to it. Her claws scratched at Fiona hard.

Fiona didn't back down either, snapping her sharp jaws at Claire.

The two foxes screamed sharply as they tugged at each other's fur.

Soon, the ground was covered in a layer of fox fur.

Most of it was smooth black, and only a little was yellow and dry.

Claire didn't remember how many times Fiona bit her, but she clearly remembered kicked Fiona's soft belly again and again, and tore out a lot of her prideful, beautiful fur.

"Argh! Argh!"

Fiona was pinned to the ground by Claire, who bit down hard on the back of her neck. It hurt so much that Fiona's fox eyes filled with tears.

"Pff!" Claire spat out the fur from her mouth. Her two claws pressed firmly on Fiona's back as she looked down at her.

"Surrender or not? Still wanna run? Open your mouth and let everyone see if your tongue really has a black line."

She then forced Fiona's jaws open.

Fiona struggled with all her might, but Claire was too strong. She had no choice but to slowly open her mouth, showing the bright red tongue inside.

The other clan members could see it clearly—a black line ran right across it!

Everyone gasped.

"So it really was Fiona who ate the Sacred Fruit! Then why did she say Claire took it? How mean!"

"Don't let her skinny body fool you. Claire is so strong! Fiona couldn't even beat her!"

A few timid females covered their eyes, secretly deciding never to mess with Claire again.

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Claire finally let go of Fiona and stood up.

Her hair was all messy, sticking out in every direction, and her fur tunic had several rips. Scratches ran along her arms and legs.

But when she saw how miserable Fiona looked, she couldn't help but smile.

Fiona's whole body was covered in scratches—almost no part of her was untouched. The scratches were shallow, but there were so many.

Even patches of her scalp had gone bald.

The worst pain was in her belly, which hurt so much it felt like everything inside her had shifted. She could barely speak without wincing.

"U-ugly ... freak... Just wait... My beast mates ... will ... kill ... Zane..."

With no one to protect Claire, she could easily handle her.

Once her beast mates were free...

But she didn't have much time to think before she heard a sharp command.

"Enough!"

The voice was old, firm, and commanding. Each word was punctuated with the sound of a cane thumping on the ground. A hunched figure slowly walked forward.

Two younger females supported her, one on each side.

"Ms. Palmer!"

All the clan members bowed respectfully.

Elodie Palmer, the clan healer, had a very high status—not just because her medical skills were excellent, but also because she was the eldest and most experienced.

Almost everyone in the clan had been raised under her watch.

Even Hazel, the clan leader, had to lower her head, unwillingly waving toward the six caught in the fight.

"Separate them."

With a single leap, Zane landed beside Claire and had already shifted back into human form.

His pale skin was covered in wounds, especially a long gash across his back that was still oozing blood.

Claire felt a pang of worry as she grabbed his hand, not knowing how to stop the bleeding.

Luckily, Elodie acted just in time. She had one of the younger females behind her sprinkle some gray powder on the wound, and soon the bleeding stopped.

It actually worked!

Seeing Claire worried, Zane even found a moment to joke.

"Don't cry. Look. I protected my face really well! I know you like it."

And it was true. His porcelain-white face didn't have a single scratch.

Claire couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. She quietly held his big hand.

It was warm and soft, not rough at all.

Fiona's five beast mates had also returned to her side. Together, they'd beaten Zane badly, then stood back with smug expressions, waiting for Fiona's praise.

But Fiona complained. "You're all useless! Five against one and still couldn't kill him!"

The leader, Bruno Cagle, spoke in a heavy voice, "Fiona, you wanted him to be your beast slave, right? That's why I didn't hit too hard. But since you say so, don't worry. Next time I'll make sure to finish him off!"

He had long hated Zane.

If Fiona hadn't wanted him, he would have already taken him down a long time ago!

The other beast mates spoke up too, and before long, Fiona was smiling again, completely cheered up.

Elodie walked up to Hazel, her voice sharp with anger.

"Hazel, is this how you run the clan? Letting members fight to the death right in front of everyone?"

Hazel was big and burly, but she was also very cunning. Just now, she had seen Fiona's beast mates gaining the upper hand. Even though her daughter had lost a little, it was just a fight between females—the harm wasn't that serious.

So she hadn't stopped it.

But when it came to Elodie, her patience was already gone. This old hag was always pointing fingers at me, questioning my leadership.

It's really frustrating!