Closing the door, Hilda looked around to find a few eyes staring at her from the darkness. As soon as she stared back, they quickly vanished to the other part of the warehouse.

Hilda followed them and soon found Symona. But what she was doing surprised Hilda. Symona stood there with a couple of fawns sucking on her nipples between her hind legs.

“Are they real fawn?”

Symona had already known that Hilda had entered. However, it wasn't until Hilda asked her that she replied, “They are too young to control their body. They couldn’t control their form.”

Hilda looked at the fawn only to realize that although they looked like a fawn, they were more like moose calves.

Finding that Hilda was intently staring at those calves, Symona moved her body to guard the calves. She quickly explained, “They are not my children. They are the children of the humans who gave birth to our child.”

“I don’t care about them.” Hilda wasn't concerned about whether or not these were Symona's children. After all, she wasn't a savage beast who would kill all the previous males' offspring if she got the mating right.

However, she was curious about one thing. She couldn’t help asking, “How do you produce milk? Didn’t you say you couldn’t get pregnant?”

“I am the descendent of the guardian beast.” Symona had no intention of hiding it, explaining, “This is the innate talent I got when I awakened the power of the guardian beast in my blood.”

“But what about of those?” Hilda pointed at the breast on the human upper part of her body.

Symona looked down at her own breast before noticing the bulge forming inside Hilda's pants. But, it confused her a little. She couldn’t help wondering, ‘is she getting excited watching me feeding children?’

She took another good look at Hilda, asking, “Can you wait on the other side? They will be full soon.”

Hilda smiled and left without another word. Soon enough, Scarlet was speaking in her mind, [I haven’t seen you so excited for a long time.]

Hilda laughed in her heart, answering, ‘I can’t take my eyes off her as soon as I looked at her.’

[That is to be expected. The guardian beast's essence is very prominent in her blood.]

At first, Hilda thought it was a joke. She began to believe it after meeting the white tiger. But what made so sure about it was Scarlet herself.

Scarlet would throw herself on Hilda whenever she was in heat. And, no matter the situation Hilda would be in, it would make Hilda hard. During her heat, Hilda's stamina would increase to meet Scarlet's demands.

[By the way, what should my offspring do?]

‘What? Did Helen already kill the viscount?’ Hilda was a little surprised.

[No. That man was indulging in wines right now. Many of his subordinates are with him. All three men you have tried to bribe to jump ship are also there.]

‘Are they talking about it?’

[They are not discussing it.] She paused before responding.

[They do not appear to have decided to join your camp yet. However, I'm not sure why you wanted to entice all three of them. Wasn’t one of them would be enough?]

Hilda shook her head, replying, ‘I think they are part of one of the prince’s camps. As a noble, their royalty lies to the prince they support. However, what was stronger than their royalty was their greed.’

[And as long as one of them would take control of the knights after the death of the viscount, the other two would be more willing to jump ship.]

'Even if they don't openly support me, they will assist me in fighting the barbarians.' As Hilda was sure she had no intention of fighting for the throne, she still had to survive here for at least three years.

[Wasn’t it the second prince? The duke was the second prince’s grandfather.] 

‘Of course, they are. But I don’t think all the nobles in the army that Duke Gerald had sent followed the second prince.’

[The first prince?]

Hilda had expected that Scarlet would be more surprised. She still explained, ‘The first prince is far more ferocious than you might imagine. Although he had sent his force, he wouldn’t mind using a borrowed sword to take care of me.’

‘After all, if someone from Duke Gerald's army kills me, the second prince will lose his most ardent supporter. He would take care of two birds with one stone.’

[That is if they can kill you.]

‘But I can’t be too carefree. After all, it is my life that is on the line.’ Hilda couldn't help but think that the more she thought about it, the more paranoid she became.

She couldn't help but wonder how a genuine 16-17-year-old would have handled such a life-threatening situation.

‘How many of your fox tribe people are here?’ 

[Let me warn you, even if they are my descendants, all of them weren’t very good at frontal confrontation. But, they will follow your order.]

‘I have a better job for them.’ However, before Hilda could explain, Symona came out of the other part of the warehouse.

She stood there, a few meters away from Hilda. She continued to monitor Hilda for a while, asking, “What would happen to Helen?”

Hilda smiled, asking, “Is she also one of those children who grew up drinking your milk?”

Receiving Symons’s unhesitant nod, Hilda explained, “As long as she kills the man, she won’t be harmed.”

“What if the man attacks her?”

“She could attack me without hesitation. Why are you so worried about a man who is weaker than me?” Hilda’s reasoning didn’t comfort Symona at all. Helpless, Hilda added, “She wasn’t alone. The three-tailed fox was also there.”

Symona didn’t realize it when she saw the white fox for the first. When she remembered that the three-tailed fox was the fox tribe’s leader, she couldn’t help wondering about its real identity of Hilda.

Hilda was a descendant of the Canine tribe. Still, Symona wasn’t sure why the fox tribe was willing to follow her. However, hearing that Nuage was there, she wasn’t too much worried about Helen’s safety.

But Hilda was more concerned about the serious issue at the time. “How about transforming back into your human form?”

“I can’t,” Symona explained. “My linage was broken. Even if I had awakened the essence of our guardian, it had the consequence.”

Looking at Symona, Hilda couldn’t help but feel excited. Although she had the four legs like a deer, she couldn’t stop feeling horny. However, this problem made her frown.

And her unhappiness frightened Symona a little. She quickly explained, “Aren’t you a descendent of a Wolf? You can transform into a wolf, right?”

Realizing what she was trying to say, Hilda was a little surprised. Symona turned around as soon as Hilda nodded her head.

Symona's tail was hanging down, guarding her breeding hole, when Hilda first saw her. Her small whitetail was now raised high in the air. And it exposed the pink pussy that was hidden beneath it.

Hilda could see the deer's pussy was throbbing rhythmically. As if it was pushing something out. And each time her small tail shook, she leaked some sticky liquid out of her pink pussy.

Hilda couldn’t help her curiosity and took a step closer. With her enhanced smell receptor, Hilda knew that Symona was pissing herself. 

But when she stepped closer, she couldn't help but think something else was mixed with the liquid she was leaking.

Hilda had no idea what it was, but it made her more excited than before. Her meat shaft, already bulging in her penile sheath, was throbbing nonstop as it attempted to escape the pouch.

Hilda wasn’t sure whether a doe could release pheromone or not, but the scent had a similar effect on her. She impatiently took off her dress as silver fur started to grow on her body.

Inside her, an emotion she hadn't felt in a long time began to emerge. The more she smelled Symona, the more she sensed that the bestial instinct she had always tried to suppress within her was attempting to take control of her body.

It was a lot stronger than the time she had unleashed hell on Wolfy or made Fiona’s mouth bleed. As she struggled, her hand turned into front legs, and her face turned into a wolf snout.

Despite her best efforts, she couldn't stop smelling the liquid leaking from Symona's pussy. And the next thing she knew, she was already licking Symona’s wet with her rough tongue.

She couldn't stop licking the honey out of her pussy like a bee to a flower. She was unintentionally growling as she yanked her body away from Symona's. As if her body was telling her that it didn’t want to.

Hilda also knew that. She could already feel her pink shaft had already escaped its cage. And it was as hard as it could be. But, the problem was she had never done anything like this before.

She had seen videos about how wolves or deer do it. So she knew all she had to do now was mount her, align her cock with her dripping pussy, and shove the whole thing inside her.

However, knowing and doing it were not the same thing. 

She could control her body perfectly well. She had fought and killed her enemies in this body multiple times. However, it was different.

The more she thought about it, the more complicated things became. Helpless, Hilda gave up. 

She gave up the control of her body to her instinct. Just like the first time, she let her instincts take control of her body.