Bride of the Werewolf - The Substitute Wife

013 Hot Spring

Seeing that the person in front of him was not in the least bit anxious, Zona also felt at ease, the beast was the most able to detect danger, if there was a fire in the mountains and forests, he would not be able to be so peaceful. Just, "hot water"? What does it mean?

So Zona to the front of the "smoke" place carefully look, and go to the nose smell, they are downwind, if there is a fire, there must be a smell of smoke!

If there was a fire, there would be smoke! At the moment, there was no smoke, but a smell of rotten eggs!

Zona suddenly reacted to the "hot water" is what.

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With the sound of water gurgling in her ears, Zona followed Varg out of the forest, and her vision opened up before her eyes.

This is a stretch of hot spring pools, as far as the eye can see, there are four or five independent spring mouths, some are calm and wave-free, some are actually boiling and spraying outward spring water, splashing extremely high, and then falling back down in a flash.

The hot steam from the springs condensed into a large thick fog in the cold air, misting the entire hillock, like clouds of steam in the wind, making this place as if it was a fairyland on earth.

Zona was in the middle of it, and felt lost in words, as if the whole person had become quiet.

Plum deer and ponies sometimes appeared or disappear between the vapours. Suddenly a wolf or a panther is seen, but the animals are not alarmed, because predators don't hunt here. They're all lazily soaking in the heat of the winter hot springs.

This one damp and warm hillock seems to allow all life to live in harmony.

The scalding hot springs kept gushing out from the ground, and then spread outwards, they eventually merged into a bubbling hot river, gurgling down the hillock and flowing to the earth.

Zona suddenly remembered that when her parents were still alive, she spent her childhood living in Jehol Village, where all the rivers were slightly steaming in winter, never freezing, and families went to the riverside to wash and pick up water, due to the boiling springs gushing out of the mountain's underground, flowing down the mountain, and still able to have a residual warmth.

When the water is hot, the climate in the village is better, whereas in Faraway Village, where my adoptive uncle lives, there are no hot springs and people freeze to death in the winter. But Jehol Village would never cold, and when it got really cold, a dip in the river would warm your body up.

Varg carrying sheepskin, walked to a slightly shallow hot springs, put something on the ground, Zona back to God, followed squatting to the edge of the pool, put her hand in, the water is very hot, scalding people very comfortable.

When she turned back, Varg was no longer in the same place, she was panicking and looking around, suddenly catching a cold wind blowing over, the hot air was blown away a little, Zona's field of vision was clear.

She saw Varg soaking in a hot spring upstream, his black hair plastered to his honey-coloured back, before he gradually disappeared into the pool. There were a few other werewolves, below the pool.

Looking somewhat older, they consciously gave Varg a large clearing and swam downstream themselves. Other than that, there were no animals around the hot spring, as if it was the exclusive territory of wolves.

Although it was a long way from the wolves' castle, it was clear that most of the wolves came here to bathe and drink, and as Drona thought about it, it was true that none of the wolves bathed in the springs near the castle, and very few of them even drank from the springs. She was a little puzzled; the springs there were much better than the sulphur springs in this part of the world, smelling fresh, turquoise and clean.

Once the wind passed and the heat steamed up, Zona couldn't see much again.

But she knew that Varg was just upstream, so she wasn't afraid, so she started to soak her skin, and then found some firewood from nearby to gather for the fire, and burned out the grass and wood ash to use for simple nitro making.

It's just that there's too much moisture around the hot springs, she could only run to the forest to light the fire. After half a day's work, she used the burnt grass and wood ash to bring it to the stone wall near the spring with an animal skin, mixed it with water, and smeared it on the inner side of the skin. The next step was to wash and smooth the skins when they were ready.

At the moment there is nothing to do, Zona will also put her feet into the hot pool, the heat came up, steamed her little face red. In the clear and dense spring water, her slightly curly chestnut coloured hair rested on both sides of her shoulders. In a childish goose egg face, embedded with two light chestnut coloured eyes, above which are two curved and slender eyebrows, pure as if artificially painted, eyes covered with thick eyelashes, when the curtains are lowered, to the rosy cheeks to cast a faint shadow; fine and straight nose through the stock of spirit, and then down is a well-defined and upright mouth, Zona soft lips slightly open, revealing a mouthful of white as milky teeth; white as milky teeth; the skin is white as milk, and the skin is white as milk. Zona's soft lips slightly opened, revealing a mouthful of teeth as white as milk; the colour of her skin was like the colour of a peach that had just ripened and become full.

Although she is now a bit healthier and her original natural beauty is gradually unfolding, she was indeed thinned to skin and bones in Faraway Village before, otherwise, she would have long been sold by her uncle to become a rich man's female concubine, and she would not be able to stay until now.

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Zona is even a bit glad that she was sold by her uncle to sacrifice wolves, although life in Eastern Hill is not as convenient as the bottom of the mountain, but the world is free and there are no constraints.

She was lucky enough to be picked up by Varg, and was able to survive. Although in her heart, she is still a little afraid of Varg, and does not know how to return the favour.

When she thought of this, she was a little sad. Had she become someone else's burden again? She had been a burden to her uncle's family for 20 years, and was not willing to be a burden to anyone else, let alone this man, who was a stranger, and who did not seem to have any intention of making herself his "bride".

She was lowering her head and stepping on the spring with her feet when a rock suddenly fell in front of her, splashing Zona's face and blinding her eyes, which stung a bit after the sulphurous spring entered her eyes.

Zona hurriedly got up, cautiously looking around, but the opposite side suddenly jumped out of a few wild monkeys, he showed his teeth, scaring Zona, see this weak beast is not much power to fight back, it is even more arrogant, while Zona is not paying attention to, pulling the skin of the animal will be thrown into the water.

Monkeys are omnivores, aggressive and vengeful, so Zona held her breath and took a cautious step back. Zona could only hold her breath and take a cautious step back, but she didn't expect to fall into a hard and hot chest.

Zona grunted as she hit herself, and looked back to see Varg, topless and with a solid arm, standing behind her with his head bowed, the man's body rising with heat, droplets of water sliding down from his brow bone and dripping onto Zona's forehead, the two of them looking at each other in a four-eyed stare.

With a glance at the small face raised in front of his chest, Varg raised his head to the monkeys, arms slightly open, chest held back, sharp wolf teeth bared on his lips, an intimidating beastly sound emanating from his throat, and the whole thing looked extremely powerful!

The monkeys were instantly agitated, and the robust Monkey King stepped forward to confront Varg, but retreated under those golden eyes. The monkeys then panicked and followed the leader, retreating into the woods, hidden from view.

Zona was now enveloped in Varg's bosom, his arms spread wide to deter the monkeys, and the fierce roar of the beast in her ears. Her heart was beating so fast that her cheeks seemed to be burning red from the steam of the man in front of her.

Varg watched calmly as the monkeys retreated, the other critters in the neighbourhood having long since run away from their angry confrontation. He bowed his head, his dripping braid of hair falling to his chest and tickling Zona's shoulder. Looking at Zona, who was cowering between his chest, he gritted his somewhat itchy canines with the desire to bite the back of the female's neck.