Tribal MILFs: 100x Return!
Chapter 10.

Chapter 10: 10.

Neo gripped his spear and pushed deeper into the Whispering Forest.

The air smelled of damp earth and pine.

Every leaf that crunched under his boots sounded too loud in the quiet.

He was here for mana stones.

For power.

Anything that would make him stronger.

A low growl cut through the trees, followed by a girl’s scream.

Neo broke into a sprint.

Branches slapped his face.

His heart hammered against his ribs.

*Not hiding this time.*

From now on he would keep moving forward.

He would face whatever came until the day he could stand without fear—even against the things that still terrified him.

That day was far away.

It would take time and patience.

He only hoped he would not break before it arrived.

Too many people depended on him.

Martha.

Aunt Luna.

He hesitated for half a step.

Was it right to play hero for a girl he had never met?

Then Martha’s voice rose in his memory: never look the other way when someone needs help.

If he broke that rule even once, the crack would spread.

His word would mean nothing.

Martha and Luna would look at him the way people had looked at the eleven-year-old boy he used to be.

He would not let that happen.

He burst into a small clearing.

A pack of thunderwolves circled their prey.

In the middle, backed against a tree, stood Sakura, the chief’s daughter.

Pink hair spilled wildly over her shoulders.

Her leopard-skin top strained against full, heavy breasts that rose and fell with each quick breath.

Sweat made the leather cling to hard nipples.

Her short skirt rode high on thick, powerful thighs, hugging a huge, rounded ass as she swung a flickering torch.

The wolves snarled but stayed back from the flames.

*Thunderwolves hate fire. Smart.*

Neo recognized her at once.

She used to trip him in the village paths and mock him in front of the others.

Yet older memories still lived underneath—two children playing under the same trees before everything turned sharp.

A twig snapped under his boot.

Every wolf head swung toward him.

Sakura’s eyes widened.

"It’s... you?"

Shame and guilt flooded her face.

She had spent years looking for the best moment to hurt him, searching for anything personal she could use.

Now he stood between her and the pack.

She wanted to disappear for the person she had been.

No wonder her own brother had tried to kill her.

Yet the broad line of Neo’s shoulders and the steady set of his back filled her with a sudden, unwanted safety.

She did not deserve it.

She still wanted it.

Even if that made her a bitch.

Fear twisted under the want.

After everything she had done to him, he might finish what the wolves started once the fight ended.

Her left leg began to shake the way it always did when the tension grew too tight.

She prayed his kindness had no limit.

"Damn it," Neo muttered.

The wolves lunged.

Neo turned and ran, the pack howling behind him.

While he dodged branches he pulled up the system.

*One hundred mana stones. All of them.*

System: Upgrade initiated. Consuming 100 Mana Stones.

Power surged through him—hot, liquid strength flooding his muscles and pooling heavy in his cock.

He felt faster.

Stronger.

Neo skidded to a stop, spun, and hurled his spear.

Red mana crackled along the tip.

It slammed into the lead wolf’s skull, exploding bone and blood and cratering the ground.

The rest of the pack faltered.

Neo charged.

With the new strength he drove them off in moments.

The last ones fled into the bushes.

Breathing hard, he walked back to Sakura.

She still held the torch, mouth open.

"Did you... do that?"

Her voice shook with disbelief.

Clear hunger sat in her eyes.

"Yeah."

Neo pulled the spear free of the dirt.

He liked the way she looked at him—wide-eyed, stunned.

The feeling was sharp and new.

He wanted to dominate her, his old bully, to break her down until she was his favorite bitch, addicted to him.

The urge rose from the old wounds she had left.

At the same time he knew the obsession was a flaw.

If he let it run free it would come back to bite him.

He needed to heal from what she had done, not feed the revenge.

Acting like a child now would only make him look small.

He needed to be mature.

An adult.

He kept a little distance at first, then stepped closer and set a warm hand on her shoulder.

"Are you alright?"

His voice stayed steady, though want roughened the edges.

Her eyes snapped open.

She nodded, cheeks flushing deep pink.

"Everything is fine. Thank you."

The kindness surprised her.

She had carried a quiet crush on him once, long buried.

Her brother had bribed her hunting party to abandon her here so he could take over more easily.

She did not want to drag Neo into that mess.

Yet when she looked up, his gaze locked on her with raw intensity.

Neo’s eyes dropped for a moment.

*Isn’t she too easy? One save and she’s already like this.*

Then the old memory surfaced—how tense she used to get whenever other girls came near him, how quick she was to strike.

The pieces fitted.

Sakura watched him treat her well and felt something old stir, like a dead rose finally opening again.

She wanted a clean page between them, a chance to stand near him without the weight of the past.

The impression she had left was probably enough for anyone to hate her.

She still wanted to test the chance, even while she feared he might abandon her—or worse, stay kind only long enough to take what he wanted and then hurt her when she was most vulnerable.

Once he grew strong enough, that fear would sit under everything.

The system floated above her head: S-Rank Potential.

Neo’s gaze traced the heavy breasts straining the leather, nipples clearly outlined, then down the narrow waist to that massive, mouth-watering ass.

*Why is she S-rank?*

His cock thickened fast.

*A thousand mana stones per full orgasm from her. Enough for seventeen werewolves.*

The thought of her pink hair sweaty, tits bouncing, thighs locked around him while her tight pussy squeezed and gushed made his pulse pound.

He stepped closer.

"Lady, stay with me for now. Your father would be worried sick."

Sakura bit her plump lower lip.

She glanced down at her own body, one hand brushing the curve of her breast where the leather pulled tight.

Heat stirred between her thighs.

He clearly wanted her.

The thought sent a forbidden thrill through her.

She took a deep breath.

"Neo... there’s a lot you don’t know.

My brother bribed my hunting party to leave me here.

He wants me dead so he can take over easier.

If I go back now, they’ll kill me.

I can’t drag you into this mess, but..."

She met his eyes, voice quieter.

"You saved me.

And the way you’re looking at me... I’m not stupid.

If you want something from me, say it straight."

Her cheeks burned, but she held his gaze.

Shame, guilt from the past, and growing arousal sat clear on her face.