Mirabelle's brows drew together.
'I could?
How?'
Mating Silas had changed her body. She knew that much. Whatever he'd done through their bond had strengthened her considerably, bringing her physical abilities far beyond what they had been before.
But as Mirabelle understood it, that wasn't the same as cultivation.
Beast males possessed Cores. They cultivated those Cores, strengthening them through training, energy, and materials like the ones covering the merchant's stall.
Females didn't.
Which should, logically, mean that cultivation materials were completely useless to her. So what exactly did this mysterious merchant from Bregenz think he knew?
The jackal watched the confusion spread across her face. Again, Mirabelle saw that invisible smile.
Only in his eyes.
The silver softened slightly, amusement warming something that should have looked cold and metallic, and somehow that made him even more beautiful.
Annoyingly so. Mirabelle stared back.
"Why are you —."
