103. I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE...
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If I hadn’t seen him being warm with her, I’d say this man rivaled my brother Laziel.
Before following him, I noticed that winter magic had covered her again on the bed, like a protective blanket.
The head of the bluish wolf stared at me for a few seconds before glowing brightly and shifting into that blanket form.
My hand itched to touch it, something inside me wanted to stroke that icy head.
Eventually, I stood up and followed behind the broad back of the castle’s owner.
The doors shut be