A Baby Hostage Spoiled by the Hostile Noble family _ Chapter 06
The moment I saw Alec, I instinctively uncurled my body. My tail stiffened straight up from tension.
Alec curled his lips into a twisted smile and spoke in a cold voice.
“Came to say goodbye.”
I curled up again, glaring at him warily.
There’s no way this man came just to say farewell.
Then—
He suddenly grabbed the scruff of my neck and threw me into the corner.
“Meow!”
I barely managed to cling onto the cushion with my claws and scrambled back onto the seat.
“Rude little thing till the very end.”
As I climbed up, Alec pulled something from his waist and tossed it in front of me.
A small glass vial filled with red liquid.
“Take it. A gift.”
I eyed it suspiciously.
Strange… there’s no way he’d give me a gift.
As expected—
“If the dragons ever get a hold of your weakness in the south, drink it immediately. It’s a strong poison—you won’t feel pain.”
He continued in a voice full of contempt.
“Don’t let yourself become a liability to the North.”
So in the end, he meant:
Die on your own before you cause trouble for me.
My whiskers trembled.
So he really sees my life as nothing… until the very end.
“Grrr—meow!”
Rage burst out of me in a fierce cry. My whole body shook.
I lashed out at his arm with my paw, leaving a small scratch.
“You little—!”
He reached to grab my scruff again—
“Just what are you doing here?”
Both of us turned.
Leon stood at the carriage door, watching us with clear displeasure.
Alec’s face instantly stiffened, and he replied in a servile tone.
“Haha… I came to say a final goodbye to my beloved daughter.”
“If you’re done, leave. We’re departing.”
“Y–Yes…”
Alec fled as if escaping. The carriage door slammed shut.
“Meow…?”
But why was Leon getting into this carriage? This was supposed to be mine.
When I escaped the warehouse earlier, I clearly saw three carriages—one for Leon, one for Max, and one for the hostage.
But Leon ignored me and sat down across from me.
I glanced outside.
Only one carriage remained.
Where did the other one go?
As if reading my thoughts, he spoke.
“We brought an extra carriage assuming the hostage would be in human form. Turns out that wasn’t necessary.”
“Meow?”
“No need to waste a carriage on something as small as you. No reason to waste aura stones either. So I stored it.”
He showed me a silk pouch hanging at his waist.
An interdimensional storage pouch.
That’s incredibly rare…
No—more importantly—
Does this mean I have to ride alone with this terrifying man?!
My body stiffened completely.
The overwhelming aura I had felt earlier in the reception room kept flashing through my mind. I curled up and trembled.
Fortunately, Leon didn’t seem interested in me at all.
Whether I was scared or not, he took out a book from his pouch, tied it shut, and began reading.
It was written in an ancient language only dragons could understand.
Soon, the carriage started moving.
Rattle—
As soon as it left the Chigr estate, it sped up rapidly.
I stared out the window in shock as the scenery blurred past in an instant.
That must be the power of aura stones…
I had heard they were fast, but not this fast.
For a long time, I sat frozen like a statue, quietly watching the scenery while keeping an eye on Leon.
Even my breathing was as quiet as possible.
Grrr—
Then suddenly, my stomach growled loudly.
Come to think of it, the only thing I had eaten today was that small piece of meat.
Worried I might disturb him, I quickly pressed my round belly down with my paws.
Maybe this will stop it…
Grrr—grrr—
But it only got louder.
Thud!
Leon slammed his book shut and tossed it onto the seat.
“Meow…”
Oh no… I made him angry…
Terrified, I trembled.
Leon untied the pouch at his waist.
Is he going to lock me inside it for being noisy?
I curled up even tighter in fear.
But instead, he pulled something out—
A gold-wrapped box.
Sniff, sniff—
My nose twitched instinctively.
A rich, sweet aroma drifted from the box.
Inside were golden cookies that looked absolutely delicious.
They look amazing…!
Grrrrrr!
My stomach roared even louder.
Drool started dripping uncontrollably onto the seat.
Leon, unconcerned, reopened his book and picked up a cookie.
I stretched my neck forward, eyes locked onto it.
Chunks of almonds were embedded inside.
One bite and it’ll melt in my mouth…
Leon brought it to his lips.
I stared intensely.
In the end, hunger took over.
As if possessed, I stood up.
“…?”
Leon looked at me curiously.
Still staring at the cookie, I unconsciously began waving my paw.
Please share some with me! Just a little!
Wave—wave—
“…!”
His face froze mid-bite.
But I was too focused on the cookie to notice.
At this point, I felt like I could do anything just to get a bite.
I could even roll over and show my belly!
Among northern beastfolk, showing one’s belly meant complete submission—casting aside all pride.
If others knew I’d go that far for a cookie, they’d be horrified.
But that’s how desperate I was.
With unwavering determination in my eyes, I waved my paw even more intensely.
Leon stared at Mia in disbelief as she waved her paw while he held the cookie in his mouth.
To him, she was cheerfully asking for a kiss.
And her eyes—
They were blatantly fixed on his lips.
What is this brat doing now?
Back at the estate, he assumed Alec had instructed her to act that way.
But now—even after becoming a hostage?
It didn’t make sense.
Then a thought struck him.
Did Alec plan something else?
He recalled how Alec had been speaking to her earlier before hastily leaving when Leon arrived.
Leon narrowed his eyes.
Perhaps he’s planning something long-term…
Using the child to lower my guard… to make me grow attached over twenty years…
Ridiculous.
He had no intention of developing even the slightest affection for that little furball.
Still—
Leon was not careless.
Better to confirm it.
He looked at Mia again.
Still waving her paw, asking for a kiss.
Then—
Crunch.
He bit into the cookie.
Mia flinched.
Her paw stopped.
She stared at him.
Crunch—crunch—
Then—
She shut her eyes tightly.
What is she doing now?
Leon watched with interest.
Flop—
Mia suddenly rolled over and exposed her belly.
Her soft white fur filled his vision.
Thud.
The cookie slipped from Leon’s hand and fell to the floor.
His eyes shook.
His expression hardened.
That bastard Alec…
In the south, showing one’s belly had a very clear meaning:
Play with me!
“Meow! Meow!”
Mia cried eagerly.
A kiss. Playtime.
These were exactly the kinds of actions a child would show toward a parent.
Leon’s suspicion turned into certainty.
Alec is trying to make me treat her like my own child… and use that later to control the south!
Fury surged within him.
He grabbed Mia by the scruff and lifted her up.
Then, glaring at her sparkling eyes, he snapped coldly—
“I’m not going to give you what you want. Stop that immediately.”
