A Tale of Chase and Love s1

Long Hua Ming gently carried his already fainted grandson out of the room.

“I’ll go treat him. As for you Ju Wei, never let me see you again or I’ll kill you.” he spat before vanishing.

Bai Lu Chen sighed deeply. He then shook his head and left.

Theresa stopped flogging Ju Wei and sat on the floor. She exhaled fast and tears flowed from her eyes.

“Why? Why did you do this Ju Wei? How could you? Do you know what you’ve done, huh? You hurt your master and best friend. How will he have the face to live on? How dare you?” she cried, and the dragon bone whip fell from her hand.

Fu Jin walked to Ju Wei and gave him a hot slap.

“How dare you? Who gave you the guts?”

“I did nothing wrong!” Ju Wei barked. “Would you stop yelling at me? I did what is needed; it’s even natural.”

“What is needed? What is natural?” Fu Jin bit his lips while nodding, while Theresa let out a sad laugh.

“You really surprise me, Ju Wei. So this is your defense?” she asked while clenching her fists.

“I am not in the wrong.” yelled Ju Wei, and Fu Jin gave him three more slaps.

“Shut it, cut sleeve! Don’t you dare say another word.” Fu Jin thundered.

Ju Wei scoffed and looked away from the two.

“This is how you repay Long Ren for helping you? By r*ping him? By stripping him of his pride and dignity as a fox noble?” Theresa spoke as tears flowed in torrents.

“Ju Wei, a short while ago, I had pity for you. Yes, you had a terrible background, but you can’t take it out on others.”

“This has nothing to do with that. Marabelle is my mate, and she rejected me without giving me a chance. What is the curse? If my mate rejects me, I’d go untamed and remain a cut sleeve for life. Your bestie hurt me and forced me to transform. She forced me to do this.” Ju Wei thundered.

“Marabelle did well in rejecting you. You are a leopard; you will never trade your spots for treasures. You will never change. You are just a twisted spirit.” she spoke in ire.

“Hmph! I know that already. I’m someone who should have been long dead. What difference does it make? You might as well kill me now!”

“Ju Wei, death is too light of a punishment for you. I will give you the discipline you long deserved.” she rose and wiped off her tears.

She then walked to him and gave him a slap.

In response, his fangs grew out, and he tried to bite her, but she started choking him.

“Let…. go.. of me… sicko mistress!” he spoke with pain and difficulty.

“Sicko, huh? Of course, I am sicko.” Theresa increased her strength in choking him.

Fu Jin just stood there, lost in thoughts.

At this moment, Ju Wei’s eyes returned to normal, but an irked Theresa didn’t notice.

He was shocked at what was happening.

Why in the world was mistress choking him? Did she want him dead so badly? What did he do?

“Mi… mistress? Why are … trying to… kill me?” he asked telepathically.

Theresa did not reply. Instead, she took the whip and started hitting him again.

She was using all her strength this time. He felt indescribable pain from her beatings. But this wasn’t what pained him the most; it was the fact that he was unaware of why he was being beaten.

“Mistress… what’s the meaning of this? Please halt… let’s chat for a while… please!”

His pleas fell on deaf ears as she kept on hitting him.

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And he was even nude!

Why is he in this condition? Who stripped him of his coverings? He felt so puzzled about many things.

He managed to bring his hands to cover his third leg and started retreating, but she followed him and hit him somewhere.

“Ahhhh!” he cried out. His eyes widened.

A tear fell down his right eye.

“You hit my n*pple… It hurts.” he took his left hand to cover it. “Please stop hitting me. I deserve to know why I’m even getting hit.” he cried.

“You deserve to know?”

Pa!

The whip hit his right cheek, causing a tear, and blood seeped out from the wound.

“You want me to explain to you? How much more shamelessness will you keep showing?”

Pa!

Ju Wei received another lash, followed by ten more.

When the 11th one was about to hit him, he caught the whip with his right hand.

“Mistress… please stop…” he muttered. “Please stop this. Don’t hit me anymore.”

“Let go!” she yelled, but he wouldn’t bulge even when his palm bled.

Fu Jin walked to her and patted her shoulders.

“It’s enough, my dear. Calm down.” he said telepathically to her.

“I can’t. How dare he pretend not to know anything?” she replied, her chest heaving up and down.

“Dear, I feel he’s sincere this time. Look at his eyes. They aren’t glowing red like when we first came. This is the Ju Wei we know. He really knows nothing and feels wronged. I’m angry at his actions too, but killing him wouldn’t solve the case at hand. Let him go for now, alright?”

Theresa looked at Ju Wei, who was crying as he examined his wounds. He looked very miserable.

She let go of the whip and turned around to leave with a “Hmph!”

Fu Jin stared at Ju Wei for a minute and left the room.

Now that he was the only one left, he cried out his pain, slumping weakly to the floor.

“Why? Why? Why am I being hit? Why are mistress and her foster dad pissed at me? Did I do anything wrong? And… Bai Lu Chen and Master Long Ren, where are they along with his grandpa Long? What the heck is going on?” he thought as his body trembled.

He took out a pill from his spatial ring and swallowed it.

His injuries began to heal slowly until he could sit up with some effort.

He started meditating to recover faster, but some images appeared in his head.

How he got rejected by Marabelle, how his transformation into a wolf was triggered by it and his master helped him with the process… then he took him to his lair in the forbidden mountain and…

Ju Wei’s eyes trembled, and his heart nearly jumped out.

He saw a miserable image of his master crying bitterly. And someone was violating him… it was him. He was the one hurting his virgin master. At that moment, Ju Wei opened his eyes and coughed out blood. His vision became fuzzy and a great headache came.

His stomach churned, and he vomited more blood.

He got into a crawling position and coughed up more blood while clutching his neck.

Tears flowed profusely when the retching finally stopped. His heart was in turmoil. He couldn’t close his mouth for a long while and stared at his member.

Now he knew why everyone was mad at him. He actually hurt his dear master. He forced him… he violated him even in front of the others…

“AHHHHHHHHH!”

He started slapping himself.

“How could you? Just how could you? How could you do this, Ju Wei? How could you hurt your master? Why?” he cried and started hitting the floor.

“Why? How do I face him? How do I face them? What do they view me as? How can I ever redeem myself?”

He rose, using the wall as support. He took out a black bathrobe from his spatial and wore it. He then tied a belt around his waist.

He began staggering towards the door of the secluded room.

“I have to see him. I have to apologize!” he thought bitterly.

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In the living room, Theresa was being comforted by Fu Jin as she was weeping.

They saw Ju Wei enter the sitting room (head bowed) with shaky steps, and she stood up.

“Go back in there and reflect on why I hit you!” she barked, her voice deeper than usual, almost masculine.

Ju Wei quickly went to his knees.

“I’m very sorry for what I did, Mistress. It wasn’t my intention… I.. can I see master?… Please tell me where he is.” he cried.

“I won’t tell you. You don’t deserve to know.” she thundered and stormed to her room.