I Traded My Wolves for a Cold-Blooded Serpent, But Why is He Always Hitting on Me Chapter 13

I Traded My Wolves for a Cold-Blooded Serpent, But Why is He Always Hitting on Me Chapter 13

Serpentes sat next to me.

He lowered his eyes, long lashes casting shadows.

“So you really were gonna take that guy’s place and marry me?” I asked.

“Yep. He answered.

You reacted fast.” I said, impressed.

When he saw I was gone, he’d slipped away immediately. No one but me had noticed the flash of him.

“Your scent was faint.” He murmured.

Right… beastmen had insane senses of smell.

I didn’t ask more. I explained: “I’ll stay abroad for a while. Come back when it’s safe.”

Serpentes pressed close, cold air wrapping around me.

He kissed my neck softly-no bite this time.

He said: “Okay.”

Tch.

Everyone said wolves were loyal to their masters.

But this cold-blooded snake was way more attached.

In the time after, the family fell apart.

I got a foreign number so no one could bother me.

Ella never married that guy. Their families hated each other.

When I came home,

Mom and Dad looked years older. Dad spent most of his time in bed.

They didn’t trust distant relatives with the company. They had to give it to Ella.

But she ran it straight into the ground.

Then I walked back into their lives calmly.

Mom raised her hand to slap me.

I stepped back, smiling: “You really wanna hit me? I’m the only one who can save you now.”

Her hand froze mid-air.

I looked at Ella. She didn’t look bright and perfect anymore-stressed out, worn thin.

I smiled at her too: “Long time no see, sis.”

Ella looked away and burst into tears.

Ella Sterling’s POV

Ella Sterling hated her sister.

Hated her since they were kids.

Why? Because ever since elementary school, everyone flocked to Mia-boys and girls,

Mia stood in the middle, smiling softly.

Then she saw Ella and waved: “Ella, c’mere.”

Everyone stared at Ella, amazed.

Ella walked over.

Mia pulled a candy out of her pocket: “Strawberry, your favorite, Saved it for you.”

Ella took it happily.

Then a girl said: “Mia’s so sweet! She remembers everyone’s favorite!”

Ella’s face went cold.

Why?

Mia was her sister. She was supposed to love her most.

Ella turned and left.

Voices behind her: “That’s your sister? She’s so pretty!”

‘Like a doll…”

“Big eyes, perfect skin…”

Ella didn’t hear Mia’s reply.

She turned the corner and threw the strawberry candy in the trash.

As they got older.

Ella learned she was prettier than Mia.

Mia wasn’t ugly-she was cute.

But Ella was perfect, head to toe.

People who saw Ella first were disappointed when they saw Mia.

People who saw Mia first were shocked when they saw Ella.

Every time, Ella thought:

Mia must have been hurt so badly.

When they were teenagers,

guys liked Mia.

Being the Sterling heiress and cute, she drew creeps.

But they all switched to Ella the second they saw her.

What could she say? She was prettier, brighter, happier.

Stupid, shallow jerks, Ella thought.

If they’d gotten to know Mia longer, they’d see Mia was smarter and more interesting.

But no one had patience. They only cared about looks.

Ella felt bad for Mia.

Pathetic.

Mia could be nice to everyone, but everyone liked Ella better.

Most nights. Ella thought:

Mia must hate her, must be jealous.

Ella stole all the attention, all Mom and Dad’s love.

The thought made Ella’s tiredness melt away. She hummed happily.

Later.

she met a serpent beastman-tall, stunning.

She recognized him.

Mia had saved a tiny, dying snake when they were little.

Ella had screamed: “Get away from it! Are you crazy, Mia?!”

Kind Mia ignored her.

She saved the snake.

Mia probably forgot.

But Ella didn’t.

So she took Serpentes home.

She knew why he agreed-he could smell Mia’s scent in the mansion.

Ella thought, meanly:

Came to repay her?

Too bad Mia won’t remember you.

Serpentes didn’t like her, unlike everyone else.

The more he ignored her, the more she wanted him.

It never worked.

Then Mia called, asking to trade beastmen.

Ella agreed right away.

Perfect. Let that stupid snake see how careless and cold Mia was!

Just like she thought,

Mia’s three wolves fell for her instantly.

But something surprised her.

Mia really didn’t remember Serpentes.

But Mia still treated him kindly without thinking.

Why didn’t she learn after getting hurt so many times?

She saved a dying snake.

She picked up unwanted wolf pups.

It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair.

It was fine.

Mia was about to be forced to marry that guy with three dead wives.

Mia would suffer.

Would Mia beg her for help?

Like how Ella brought her gifts when she moved out?

Would she panic and turn to her sister?

Smart choice.

Ask Ella for help.

Don’t waste kindness on every stray.

Ella smiled, imagining it all.

Until

she realized Mia had played her.