18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 477

Stella was clearly in a bad mood, and Rosie wisely chose not to defend Cooper, instead quietly tidying up their chaotic home. Yeah... Cooper really went too far this time.

Jasper, having experienced love himself, could somewhat understand Cooper's actions. "Wolves have a gestation period of just two months, and considering the harsh conditions in the Arctic, it's unlikely there are many other wolves around. Besides, Cooper is smart; he wouldn't be easily duped."

Stella shot back, "Are you so sure?"

Typical guy, always defending another guy.

Jasper felt cornered and glanced over at Snowflake. "Just look at this wolf-completely snow-white, not a single blemish. It's stunning, but it has this air of arrogance. Ordinary wolves probably wouldn't even catch its eye. Cooper might be a dog, but he's more exceptional than any military canine. Calling him the king of dogs wouldn't be an exaggeration. He looks down on his peers, thinking they're not worthy of him. I believe this was mutual attraction at first sight; they wouldn't have offspring so quickly otherwise. Maybe it's fate." To put it plainly, if Snowflake didn't like and trust him, would she have stepped into human territory? Cooper growls at her, but she doesn't fight back. This is typical of a couple madly in love, with an attitude of submission to the stronger partner. All in all, Jasper thought they deserved a chance.

Having lived two lifetimes, Stella was far from naive. "Don't tell me you're using Snowflake as a metaphor for me, to indirectly prove how strong and superior you are..."

"Cough..." Jasper choked on his drink. Really, he shouldn't have tried to reason with her while she was fuming. So, Jasper decided to let it go. After all, Cooper was hers, and she cared more than anyone else.

The siblings went about straightening up their home, which had been turned upside down by the blizzard. Cooper indeed deserved a scolding; the destruction was thorough. Thankfully, there was no draft in the house, or they might have been blown away with the furniture. Stella, grabbing Cooper by the ears, approached Snowflake and then vanished. Rosie breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother, is Cooper going to be a dad?"

Jasper was only speculating. "Maybe."

Rosie pondered. "What about you and sister-in-law?"

"The conditions aren't right now; your sister-in-law and I aren't planning on kids. Whether we'll want them in the future depends on the circumstances then."

"Having kids is dangerous; a difficult birth could cost a life. Let's not

clapped her hands over her mouth. "Brother, I don't want anything

reassured her. "Rosie, we need to live happily

a bit lost. "What is the most

live a joyful life, to make the most of it, to find something worth

the community's construction? As she thought about it, she remembered feeling very happy during that time, as if life was hopeful. "Brother, what's the most

survive with Rosie. Then he met Stella, and they got Cooper... Different stages in life bring different

...

next, the world was green and vibrant with spring. This was a world it had never seen before, and it felt incredibly dangerous! Snowflake was petrified, tail tucked, retreating continuously. Cooper rushed over to comfort it, muttering words of reassurance.

she was,

right in front of it, but onto the ground. Snowflake's eyes gleamed, but it didn't rush over. Cooper, ever so considerate, brought them to Snowflake, gently resting a paw on its head, signaling it to eat That indulgent look nearly gave Stella a heart attack. The two

over. "What do you

and decided, as long as this wasn't some ungrateful lone

had a pack? What if it was a clan leader, whispering sweet nothings to Cooper, convincing him to bring the whole pack home for her

a chance. She smiled at the memory of buying Snowflake for Cooper's happiness. Her

so, Cooper proudly showed Snowflake around The Garden, as if to say, "Look, all of this is my kingdom, soon to be yours and our children's." Stella's heart felt

Snowflake was on

rapeseed flowers. From its earliest memories, it knew only a white, cold world without the scent of flowers of a full belly. But now, it was warm and colorful, and

world. Communicating in their

canine-wolf language, Cooper even