Chou Rong instinctively tried to pull his hand away, but Wanwan gripped it even tighter. "Come on, hurry!"
Chou Rong had never seen this side of Wanwan.
Even when they had mated in the Cat Clan Tribe and she had become pregnant with his cubs.
But she had always refused to admit it. Not only had she deliberately misled him to quell his suspicions, but she had also secretly given birth to the cubs, planning to take them away.
If he hadn't found his cubs in the snow, he might have gone his entire life without knowing he and Wanwan even had a litter together.
His gaze bored into the back of Wanwan's head as if it were a physical thing.
Wanwan soon noticed it, and a chill ran down the back of her neck.
She immediately turned to look at him.
Chou Rong's features were sharply defined, and his eyes held an intimidating aura that warned others not to cross him.
For a moment, she actually felt like backing down.
'It feels like he could snap my neck at any second.'
