Briccia turned up her nose and couldn't help but enjoy that smell even though its owner wasn't exactly someone she was most looking forward to seeing... or was he?

She took a deep breath, asking the Goddess to give her all the poise she needed not to throw one of her potion pots at him on sight and opened the door to greet Maddox with a forced smile.

He stood with his fist raised, ready to knock on the door.

“Come in,” said the girl without a single inflection in her voice, and the Lycan entered the hut with some discomfort.

“Hello,” he greeted without knowing what else to do.

“You took your time getting back,” Briccia pointed out, remembering that it had been more than two days since she had thrown Maddox naked out of her house. Well... at least she had given him a blanket.

“I didn't want to bother you,” Maddox replied.

“You're not bothering me. Sit down.” The girl pointed to one of the high stools at her kitchen island and came to the Lycan's side, carrying a small box in her hands.