The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177 The Trap Springs Shut 

The itch cut deep into the bone. Even someone as tough as Declan could not hold back. 

In truth, the ointment was regenerating his damaged skin. 

At first, Rosalie could restrain him with one hand. As his struggle grew stronger, even both hands were not enough. 

But he absolutely could not scratch. One scratch would ruin everything. 

Rosalie shook her head, leaned forward, and pressed her lips to his. 

Declan’s pupils shrank. He grabbed the back of her head, slipped his tongue between her lips, and kissed her deeply. 

In the dark, Rosalie blinked helplessly. She knew it. This trick to distract him always worked. 

They kissed for a long time, until all the ointment on Declan’s back melted into liquid. Only then did Rosalie push him away, breathless. 

“That’s enough.” 

Rosalie was pregnant and could not handle too much stimulation. 

Declan noticed the itch was gone. He reached back and touched his skin. It was smooth, with no trace of the ugly scars. It even felt better than before. 

Declan laughed in delight. “Matriarch, this stuff is amazing. We should sell it.” 

Rosalie smiled as well. One bottle cost far too much, and there was no way it would sell. Besides, the system would never let her exploit it endlessly. 

“I got this by chance. There’s no more.” 

Declan felt a little disappointed, but more than that, he felt warm inside. Something this precious, and Rosalie still chose to use it on him. That meant she truly cared for him. 

After kissing Rosalie’s cheek, Declan hurried out to rinse off the ointment. He returned, cold from the water, and slipped into her bed. 

Holding Rosalie close, warm and steady, he slept soundly. 

The next day, Jewel noticed something strange. The beastmen around her began to disappear for no clear reason. One or two did not seem like a big deal. 

Now that Rosalie was in her hands, she could do whatever she wanted. 

Still buzzing with excitement, Jewel ordered Sixto to throw Rosalie into the woodshed. She tied her up tightly. It was freezing that night, the ground hard as stone. Jewel wanted her to suffer properly for once. 

Once Jewel shut the door, Rosalie’s eyes snapped open in the dark. A short while later, the window opened quietly. Two tall figures slipped inside. 

They moved with clear roles. One kept watch. The other untied Rosalie and checked the injury on the back of her head. Once they saw it was not serious, they finally relaxed. 

When Micah saw Jewel strike Rosalie earlier, his heart had nearly stopped, even though he knew it was all part of Rosalie’s plan. 

Seeing his worry, Rosalie said softly, “I’m fine.” 

Her head still throbbed. She had dodged a little in advance, but the blow still landed solidly. 

According to Faith, Jewel had a history of stealing credit within the tribe and would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. 

When confronted, she never admitted anything. Many of her victims had suffered in silence.