All Chapters of Beast in the Hidden Greenery: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Third Person’s POV Yuri woke up and discovered that she was lying on a bed, feeling refreshed and clean. As she sat up, she cautiously moved her legs. “Ah, shoot,” she muttered. It was always a struggle to move her legs after nights like the previous one because of her intimate activities. Her stomach felt tender and sore. She remained motionless on the bed, enveloped in a subdued sense of afterglow. ‘I slept with Theodore.’ Yuri reminisced about the previous night with Theodore, a mix of excitement and satisfaction on her face. Despite his clumsiness, Theodore had a rough yet sweet touch that she found irresistible. It was intriguing to witness a proud werewolf like him invest his emotions so deeply. ‘However, sex with him was dangerous,’ Yuri thought. Yuri couldn’t help but acknowledge the potential danger that came with being intimate with him. One small misstep in controlling his power could swiftly transform pleasure into pain. Maybe he was determined to demonstrate his

Third Person’s POV “Last night, when you and Beta Theodore mated, did you do this too? Did you lick him while he was licking you?” Yuri's lips grew taut, unsure of Mikhail's motive behind his inquiry. Moreover, she was aware that it was Chase, her former lover, and not Theodore, who had taught her about this. “If ever I did this with other men, are you going to feel mad?” Mikhail fell into silence. He wanted to say that he felt mad just imagining her pleasuring other werewolves in this manner. But what does it help? He would only hinder Yuri. And if he makes Yuri uncomfortable with his question, she might have stop doing this with him anymore. And so, Mikhail began to lie. “No,” he said. “Just curious.” However, lies did not work on Yuri. Yuri was too perceptive. But since Mikhail tried to lie to escape the trouble from going further with this conversation, Yuri decided to accept it. “Then, this kind of thing, I promise to do it only with you,” she said with Mikhail’s manh*8

Yuri’s POVAfter indulging myself in pleasure with Mikhail, I went out of the house with new clothes and after washing my body.Surprisingly, Theodore, the Alpha’s Beta, whom I had spent the night with, was nowhere in sight. He used to keep a close eye on me, not that I really cared.“Ahh,” I winced and bit my lip as I examined the wound on my hand. During an intense moment with Mikhail, I accidentally injured myself while gripping the edge of the table.Mikhail probably did not notice it as we were busy pleasuring ourselves.After some time, I reached the clinic and stood in front of it. I lifted my hand, ready to knock on the door, but before I could, the doctor’s voice called out to me.“Please come in,” he said as if he already knew who I was without me having to introduce myself.It seemed like he could identify me just by my scent. As I had heard from others, werewolves have an incredibly sharp sense of smell. It wouldn’t be long before Cyrus found out that I had interacted with

Yuri’s POV After leaving the Pack's clinic, I couldn't stop thinking about what the Doctor had said to me. "I'm neither a wolf, a half-breed, nor a human," I murmured to myself. If I don't belong to any of those categories, then what am I? It was pretty ridiculous of me to entertain the idea that maybe I'm actually an Alien, just like Cyrus had jokingly suggested before. Well, I have to admit that Cyrus is right. I am not talking about being an alien. I mean, I need to discover my true identity. And to do that, I have to let him do whatever he wants with my body.That sounds so dangerous, I know. But if that is the only way to solve the mystery, I will lend my body to him. After all, next time, he would be my next bed partner. ‘I need to be thankful that Cyrus will help me hide from the Alpha that I have wolf blood.’ The only reason why that arrogant Alpha doesn’t want to have a s*x with me is because he thought of me as a lowly human being. If he knows that I have wolf blood,

Yuri’s POV I lifted my head and then asked him, “Who are you?” For werewolves, it was often challenging to comprehend human emotions. However, there were only two individuals, Mikhail and Cyrus, who seemed to understand me on a deeper level. When it came to Theodore, I doubted our ability to connect as he held nothing but contempt for humans. That's why I found myself captivated by this attractive, sun-kissed werewolf who now extended a piece of his shirt as a makeshift handkerchief. Had he noticed my tears and intended for me to use them to wipe them away? I studied the man, who never once diverted his gaze from me. Despite my inquiry, he remained silent. It was only then I remembered that I was in the village of the werewolves, and not everyone in this place knew how to speak my language. Darn it. Thinking that I was just wasting my time talking to a beast who could not understand me, I wiped my tears and stood up. Right now, all I wanted was to release my anger to Ch