His Hybrid Mate

Chapter 131

　　"It feels good to have someone on my side," Annette said happily.

　　"I've always been on your side, and yet I've never seen you so happy."

　　Annette glanced at Connor and smiled, "You don't understand. A man's support is not the same as a woman's."

　　"How so?"

　　"Your motivation isn't pure. It's mixed with lust. On the contrary, women support others, simply because they want to. I support you because I think you're a great guy. That's it. That's the difference," Annette explained seriously.

　　"Genders are irrelevant when one's feelings get involved. No one will be good to others unconditionally, whether it is your other half or your friends. Sara is no exception. She is doing this to return the favor," Connor said.

　　Annette immediately retorted, "Then what about Roxanne? Why does she want to be my bestie?"

　　"Because of your trust and fondness for her. After all, it's hard in this world to find someone of the same kind who trusts you and is fond of you unconditionally," Connor said, spreading his hands.

　　Annette frowned and thought, 'Why do I always feel that his words are both inarguable and absurd?'

　　"If I sound right to you, can we eat now? I've waited for you for so long, and I'm starving," Connor said.

　　"Who told you to wait up? I ate with Sara outside already," Annette stuck out her tongue and said.

　　Connor pulled a long face. He said, "So, today, I waited for you at the school gate for over an hour, and then at home for over an hour, and in the end, I couldn't even have a meal with you?"

　　Annette hurriedly smiled apologetically, "From today on, if I'm back late, don't wait up. Go ahead and eat. Nothing will change even if I come back and eat with you."

　　"Who says that? Feed me tonight. Regard it as your punishment for standing me up twice in one night," Connor said.

　　Annette stared at him and asked, "You are kidding, right?"

　　Connor looked at Dwayne, who was on standby not far away. "Go back to work. Don't come in without orders."

　　"Yes, Alpha Connor."

　　Dwayne led the others to leave. Connor looked at Annette and then looked at the kitchen, hinting at her.

　　"Go get the food. I've already had them prepared."

　　Annette felt speechless for a second. Then she said, "You are serious, aren't you? You're a grown man. Don't you think you are too old to ask someone to feed you?"

　　Connor said calmly, "It's OK if you don't do what I say, but don't blame me for doing something outrageous in class next Friday. After all, I'm mad."

　　Annette stood up and gritted her teeth as she walked into the kitchen.

　　She brought the dinner to the coffee table. Connor pointed at it and said, "I want beef."

　　Annette had no choice but to cut a piece of beef with a knife and fork to feed Connor.

　　After he had it, he looked at Annette and said, "I'll have a stomachache at the sight of your angry face."

　　Annette put on a fake smile. She used the fork to pick up a piece of drumstick and said, "Open your mouth."

　　Connor was about to eat it when it dropped.

　　Annette hurriedly reached forward to catch the piece of meat and "accidentally" bumped it against his collarbone.

　　She pretended to be sorry and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."

　　She pulled off the trick and had a smug look on her face. Looking at her, Connor was not angry.

　　Instead, he casually picked up a blueberry and rubbed it on her neck.

　　Annette immediately glared at him and said, "Connor, I already said that I didn't mean to."

　　"But I am. Because I want to show you how to clean it up."

　　Just as she was trying to figure out what he meant, he had already leaned forward, tilted his head quickly, and licked the blueberry juice off her neck.

　　Annette shivered as if she had an electric shock. She stepped back and stared at him.

　　She thought, 'Connor, you are sick. You can always come up with some creepy ways to torture me.'

　　"I'm ready. Clean up the stain for me, will you?" Connor said with a smile.

　　She was determined to turn him down.

　　Yet she couldn't run away even though she wanted to.

　　Annette pondered for a few seconds and looked at him with a meaningful gaze. She smiled calmly and said, "Then close your eyes."

　　Connor looked at her and knew that she was up to no good. However, he still closed his eyes. After all, he was a bit curious about what she would do.

　　Annette slowly moved her upper body closer to his neck, yet at the same time, she moved her hips off the sofa and inched back.

　　When she was ready, she turned around in the blink of an eye and fled.

　　Suddenly, Connor felt a gust of wind in front of him.

　　He opened his eyes and saw that Annette had already run to the stairs.

　　Her speed was sure to break the world record.

　　After entering the room, Annette quickly locked the door.

　　Her heart was beating wildly.

　　Every time she played Connor, she lost.

　　It was so infuriating. She was determined to turn the tables and win next time.

　　The doorknob was turned suddenly, and Annette was utterly nervous.

　　She said guiltily, "Connor, you must promise me three things before you come in."

　　"Well, go ahead," Connor, who was at the door, said calmly. It sounded like he wasn't angry.

　　Annette stuck her ear to the door and thought for a while. Then she said, "First, you will not get handsy all of a sudden from now on."

　　"Go on."

　　"Second, you will not threaten me with anything related to school."

　　Connor leaned against the wall. "And the third thing is?"

　　"Third, if I open the door, you will not settle accounts with me after you enter."

　　Connor curled his lips and said, "OK. I promise you. Now open the door."

　　"Really?" Annette was a little suspicious. "You agree just like that?"

　　Connor's voice was cold. He said, "What is it? Don't tell me that you want me to settle accounts with you, continue to threaten you, and get handsy. Of course, if those are what you want, I will be more than happy to make your wishes come true."

　　"I'm not crazy. I don't have such wishes."

　　"Then open the door. Are you going to make me stand at the door all night?"

　　Annette unlocked the door. Before she could fully open the door, Connor had already darted in and picked her up quickly.

　　Annette's body was in midair, and she cried out in alarm. Meanwhile, she had already been thrown onto the soft bed.