Chapter 141: Growing Gills

Dicken lifted his head along with my movement, and in a split second, his leps were plastered onto mine. I held my breath and looked directly into his eyes. His deep blue eyes seemed to have a passionate fire burning within, while bloody vessels decorated the whites of his eyes. He was using every ounce of his consciousness to resist his primitive desire.

I was stunned, but I was also relieved. Although Dicken was in a rut, he wasn’t acting the same way he did back in the research room. He could control himself now, and he could comprehend what I said.

Dicken looked at the merpeople below the cave, then cushioned my neck to raise my head higher. His moist but warm lips brushed against mine as he said, “Then…you will…be…in danger.”

‘What does Dicken mean? What does he want me to prove?’

I pondered for a while before I realized what he meant. Dicken meant that he wanted to prove that I belonged to him to his clan. Otherwise, I would be involved in their fight to obtain me as thei