The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5599

To belong to Jared—Onneas had come to believe that was a kind of blessed state.

There had been a time she barely glanced his way. When his needs arose, she would send Isabel, to ease them, shrugging it off as beneath her notice.

Now Jared filled her mind until the night air itself smelled of him. She ached for him to favor her the way he favored the others, just once.

But she would never dare ask. Shyness chained her tongue, and Jared was already surrounded by women. So she watched Lyra with wistful eyes.

"You want to be with Jared, too, don't you?" Lyra's smile was gentle, almost conspiratorial. "If you like, I'll carry the message. I know you're dying to speak, but pride keeps the words locked behind your teeth."

Women, after all, read one another like open pages.

Even from a field away, Lyra could feel the storm of pheromones that crashed off Onneas whenever Jared's name surfaced. She remembered her own first glimpse of him—how her body had turned restless, fevered with wanting. None of them could mock the other; desire leveled every woman the same.

Onneas lowered her eyes, cheeks glowing wine-red. Without another word, she swept a palm through the air, tearing open a glimmering fissure of void and stepping through before the blush cooled.

Flaxseed, standing to one side, whistled under his breath, a grin stretching his weather-lined face.

Why are Jared's women all so understanding?

They even recruited more companions for him and never tasted a drop of jealousy.

Several days later, the stone doors of Pentacarna Tower groaned open, and Jared emerged.

He now stood at Human Immortal Realm Level Two, every scrap of stored resource burned to ash inside him.

Lyra and Flaxseed lit up at the sight of his breakthrough, joy flashing across their faces like sunrise over steel.

"While you were secluded, Ms. Dusko came looking for you," Flaxseed reported. "She said it's urgent. The moment you stepped out, you were to meet her at the Celestial King Palae."

Jared's brow tightened at once. Onneas never traveled from level eight to level five without reason; trouble must be stirring.

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