Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!-Chapter 78: Caught!

His heart skipped a beat.

No. No, no, no.

That wasn’t important right now.

What was important was Raphael.

If Ronan was calling him back, then this was his only chance to get Raphael out of that prison cell.

His thoughts swirled chaotically as he tried to piece together a plan.

If he went back, would Ronan let him have his freedom?

Probably not.

Riven had no doubt that Ronan would lock him up in a different way—maybe not with chains, but definitely with rules.

Still...

Riven had no doubt that Ronan would lock him up in a different way—maybe not with chains, but definitely with rules.

Still...

It was better than here. Meh, no it was not. He actually enjoyed being with this yandere. Soren had eyes only for him and he did not get abandoned twice.

At least with Ronan, he had some level of freedom. And if not, he might use that pheromone method that knocked Ronan out, he did not know how he did it but he will figure it out!

The options were limited when he was a weaker half-wolf who could not transform. Everyone gets a golden finger when they transmigrate but what did he get? Periods.

Riven frowned, suddenly deep in thought.

Technically... He had conquered Soren.

More or less.

Shouldn’t that mean he could leave now?

Soren was powerful, yes, but Riven had survived him through luck and... Good looks?

Not only that—he had actually managed to turn the tables a little. Well, barely.

It was fun in its own way, but... It wasn’t his world.

The wolf clan was. Well, to be fair, even that was not his world. He was not from this world!

Riven sighed dramatically, stretching his arms behind his head.

"I guess I don’t have a choice, huh?" He muttered, mostly to himself. He could never leave his Raffy in prison. When he breaks him out, they should travel the world together!

Xavier, still watching him carefully, didn’t respond.

Riven’s tail swished as he looked around the room.

He had always wanted to explore the world, to see new places, to live without restrictions.

Going back to the wolf clan wasn’t exactly freedom, but at least it was familiar.

At least it was a place where he could fight back.

Maybe even bargain with Ronan a little.

Maybe...

Maybe he could make a deal.

Yes.

That was it.

That was the plan. A dumb plan that could possibly fail but he didn’t really have options at this point and he likes to go with the flow anyway.

Riven’s gaze flickered toward the box resting on the table nearby.

It had been there since Xavier left, sitting innocently, waiting.

Waiting for him to open it.

His ears twitched. His tail swayed.

He had no idea what was inside, but it was definitely suspicious.

Soren had never given him presents before.

Not unless he counted the chains.

Which he didn’t.

Riven narrowed his eyes.

Xavier had barely acknowledged the box when he put it down, which meant it was probably important.

Should he open it?

Soren hadn’t said anything about it. And if it was something for him, he would have it delivered to his study instead.

And! And he removed his chains so he could freely move in the day. So... He had to have sent this for him!

Riven bit his lip, his fingers itching to move.

It was right there.

His tail flicked impatiently.

He would just take a peek.

Just a little one.

No harm in that.

Right?

With one final glance at the door—just to make sure Soren wasn’t about to barge in—Riven darted forward.

Carefully, he lifted the lid.

And inside, resting against soft velvet, was a beautiful circular object.

Riven’s ears perked up as he picked it up, turning it in his hands.

It was gold, sleek, and simple, with small diamonds embedded along its edges.

Not too overwhelming—just elegant enough to catch the light.

It was smooth, cool against his fingertips, no wider than a centimetre.

Riven frowned, tilting his head.

"...What the hell is this?" he muttered.

A piece of jewellery?

A bracelet?

A collar? He smiled to himself... A fancy collar! It had to be! Very kinky Soren~

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the stronghold, Xavier found Soren.

The snow leopard was standing near the open balcony, bathed in the cold light of the morning sun.

He barely glanced at Xavier when he entered.

"It’s done," Xavier said. "The package was placed on the table as you ordered."

Soren finally turned, his lips curling into a wicked smile.

"Good."

There was something sinister in the way he said it.

Xavier’s eyes narrowed. "The second item has not been made yet... The craftsmen said it could take a little bit longer."

Soren leaned back lazily. "That’s fine." He had magically seemed to become more patient.

"That mutt is far too curious for his own good."

His obsidian eyes gleamed.

"If he opens it without asking me..."

A slow, dangerous smirk spread across his face.

"...Then he’ll learn his lesson."

Soren simply needed a reason to punish Riven.

Riven’s ears perked up at the sound of footsteps approaching.

His sharp instincts immediately went on high alert.

Then—

The doorknob turned.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

His tail bristled as he snapped his gaze toward the door, his fingers twitching.

Soren.

That sneaky bastard.

Riven panicked.

Shit. Shit. Shit—

He shoved the golden collar back into the box, his movements rushed, his hands fumbling.

Act natural. Act natural!

The door creaked open, and there he was.

Soren stepped inside with a mischievous, predatory glint in his ebony eyes.

Riven knew that look.

It never meant anything good.

His body stiffened.

It was too late.

Soren’s gaze swept across the room, taking in everything with that dangerous sharpness.

And then—

His gaze landed on Riven.

Riven tried to play it cool. Maybe for the first time in his life, he was smart. Only because he would obsessively reread the parts with Soren.

He knew how he would often try to catch Eli in the "wrong" just to punish him. And this had to be the same thing!