Chapter 373 The Little Guardian

bLeslie’s /bPOV

At dawn there was a stir at the front of the house.

I went downstairs to find Eren already standing in the living room with his backpack on, locking eyes with a still–groggy Carl.

Carl yed with him for a while, rubbed his eyes, packed up, and left.

I watched Eren sit obediently on the floor ying with his toys and felt my heart soften.

He was an awfully lovable little wolf cub.

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I set up his room, and as I was about to leave he tugged on my skirt and insisted oning along.

iThis /ikid’s iglued /iito /iiyou/ii—/iimaybe /iiAdler /iinted /iia /iilittle /iispy/ii, /iAsphodel hummed in my head.

I sighed; thinking he might be lonely at home, I took him to our West Territory headquarters.

Once inside the HQ the day swallowed me–files and meetings kepting one after another.

Fortunately little Eren entertained himself with games like a tiny adult and caused no trouble.

At noon I took him to a nearby restaurant to change the scenery.

Who would’ve guessed Kirby would be sitting there.

He was on a couch in the lobby, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, ck shirt unbuttoned at the cor so his Adam’s apple showed. His face carried that wry, indifferent look, and his mint pheromone made the people across from him cautious and whisper.

When he saw me he brightened for a moment, stubbed out his cigarette, and put on that practiced, gentle smile.

“My dear Leslie, what luck to run into you–meeting you makes my day,” he said.

“My dear.” The words sent a chill through me.

In just a few days he’d taken to renaming me again?

iThis /iidog /iiof /iia /iiman/ii, /iiacting/ii–/iidisgusting/i, Asphodel sneered.

I rolled my eyes and replied coolly, “Then consider yourself unlucky.”

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Kirby’s expression tightened a little, but he didn’t give up. He shamelessly stepped forward to pull out a chair for me.

Mch must’ve taught him some rotten tricks–he was getting more shameless by the minute.

The man opposite him jumped to his feet in a panic at the sight and bolted. “Kirby, I won’t take up your time–goodbye!” he eximed and left in a hurry.

Kirby nodded faintly; the man disappeared without a trace.

I sat down opposite him. Kirby was about to take the seat beside me when Eren’s two short legs propelled him like a spring–he bounded over and imed the spot first, grinning and wobbling his knees as he drawled, “No seats left…”

I almostughed out loud.

iThis /iilittle /iibrat/ii–/iijust /iilike /iihis /iifather/ii–/iihe’s /iiperfect /iifor /iidealing /iwith iKirby/ii, /iAsphodel chuckled with delight.

Kirby’s POV

iSometimes /iithis /iiGold /iiPack /iibrat /iis ieven /iimore /iiannoying /iithan /iihis /iifather/ii! /i

I narrowed my eyes, teeth clenched, and strode over to scoop the little cub up and move him into the inner seat.

Who did this little wolf think he was, stealing my ce? Not on my watch.

My grip was firm and unquestionable; his struggles felt like tickles to me.

I loosened my

seat.”

cor and sat down next to Leslie, arching an eyebrow. “There–now there’s a

Leslie’s gaze flicked over with a warning. “Kirby, don’t bully children—”

I nced at Eren, his eyes rimmed red from holding back tears, and snorted, “Child? No–he’s the Gold Pack’s heir. I’m the Crimson Moon’s heir. We’re equals by right. Nobody’s bullying anybody here.”

This little pest was clearly Adler’s spy–nted at Leslie’s side to provoke me,

Eren red at me indignantly and muttered, “Muse, when I see someone I don’t like I can’t eat!”

The kid was blunt–unlike his sly father.

Leslie raised her eyes and said coldly, “Go on now, leave.”

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So decisive. Her resin pheromone stabbed me like a pin; it stung in a way that made me ache.

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