Chapter 220: The Milfy Cat

In a cozy little hut nestled in the cat tribe village, a woman leaned against the open window, her forehead resting on her hand as she peered out into the storm.

The rain was coming down in sheets, making it nearly impossible to see even a meter ahead, and her kids still hadn't returned.

Pit~ patter~

The sound of the rain was relentless, and with each passing minute, her worry grew thicker than the storm clouds outside.

"Where could they be? They're not playing outside, right? Rony hates getting wet, and Ronali's too smart to be frolicking around in a storm like this... Could something have happened to them?"

She murmured to herself, biting her lip.

One hand was propped up on the window ledge, but the other had found its way to a much warmer place, nestled between her legs.

Even though her tunic was still on, she could feel the heat radiating from her own body. She'd been rubbing herself just moments ago, her instincts kicked into high gear by the time of the month when cats get particularly... horny.

But now, worry had completely extinguished that flame. The urge was strong, but the fear for her children was stronger.

"Sigh..."

She straightened up, resolve hardening. She couldn't just sit here and wait. If they weren't back soon, she'd have to go out and find them herself.

Just as she was about to step out into the storm, two figures burst through the door, zooming past her in a blur of fur and wet clothes.

"Oh, thank Galel! You guys are back!"

Relief flooded her voice as she hurriedly shut the door behind them.

She hadn't even gotten a good look at who had rushed inside, but the familiar scents and frantic energy were all she needed to know her kids were safe.

Thump~ thump~

"Mom, open the damn door!"

Before she could fully turn around to check on her children, someone started banging on the door like a fucking battering ram, Ronali's voice dripping with urgency.

"Wait, how's she—?"

No time to think. She threw open the door, and in sprinted a drenched Ronali, looking like a drowned cat, leaving puddles in her wake.

The woman, feeling a mix of confusion and relief, slammed the straw door shut and turned back, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

"What the hell is going on—huh?"

Her eyes widened like saucers when she saw who was in her hut.

There were her kids, Ronali and Rony, dripping wet but safe. Relief was just about to wash over her when she noticed the third person—someone who clearly didn't belong in their little feline family.

A young, ridiculously handsome stranger with a devilish grin, white hair, and crimson eyes who did not had any cat ears and only had two human ears--two...human...ears...

"Aaarghh! That's a human!"

The woman named Rodalina gasped, clutching her ample bosom like it might pop out of her tunic if she wasn't careful.

close to losing her patience.

Ronali rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, the perfect picture of teenage exasperation.

It seemed like Kaisen's earlier antics had done a number on loosening them up, almost like he was a walking, talking tension breaker.

Maybe it was the safety of their village walls, or maybe it was just that they figured no real threat could be lurking behind that ridiculous grin of his.

"Come, sit, Mom. I'll tell you everything about this stinky human."

Ronali gestured towards the table, her voice carrying a note of teenage condescension that made her mom raise an eyebrow.

Rodalina gave Kaisen a suspicious look but decided to take her daughter's offer, walking toward the table with a grace that made Kaisen's mouth water. Those swaying hips and that tantalizingly long tail were almost too much for him to resist.

Almost.

'At least hold off until you've got some privacy.'

He told himself, trying to keep his hands to himself. But when it came to Ronali, he couldn't help it. Without warning, he grabbed her tail again.

"Who the hell is stinky, huh? Is it my fault you guys have a weird-smelling nose?"

He retorted, giving the tail a playful tug.

"Eek!"

Ronali squealed, slapping a hand over her mouth to stifle the noise, her eyes wide with panic as she glanced at her mom, who was just in front of her.

The poor girl shot him a desperate look, shaking her head in silent protest. Kaisen's devious smile only widened.

"You better behave, or else..."

He whispered, giving her tail another playful tug.

This time, the pull was a little stronger, making her butt cheeks clench involuntarily as she squeezed her eyes shut, desperately trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape.

Kaisen, thoroughly amused, nodded and casually walked around to sit across from Rodalina, still grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

A moment later, Ronali, looking like an angry kitten who'd just had her tail stepped on, slid into the seat beside her mother, glaring daggers at him.

The tear that lingered at the corner of her eye only made her look more endearing, and Kaisen couldn't help but think how utterly adorable she was.

'Oh, I could mess with her all day.'

He thought, the urge to tease her more growing stronger by the second.

Rodalina, oblivious to the tail-pulling mischief, fixed her daughter with a stern gaze.

"There had better be a good reason for this, Ronali. You know your father will have our heads if you bring shame to this family."

Ronali, still glaring at Kaisen, nodded her head reluctantly and began to recount the events that had led to this bizarre situation.

All the while, Kaisen leaned back in his chair, enjoying the show, his grin never wavering as he watched Ronali squirm under her mother's watchful eye.