NARRATOR

Walking back to the mysterious cave, the thundering steps of a huge lycan echoed as he carried a lazy lioness in his arms.

“Tell me, which way is your home?”

Zeraphina tensed at Theron’s sudden question.

Had he changed his mind about taking her with him?

“Weren’t you playing the tyrant a few hours ago, saying you were going to kidnap me?” her low voice came out more uneasy than she meant.

Theron realized it had actually been very easy to convince her.

Does Zera not want to go back?

“I’m not that irrational of a male, and I genuinely want what’s best for you, Zera. I’m going to meet your parents and your family to ask for your hand.”

He stated his intentions honorably.

The lioness’s head stayed tucked against his shoulder, and Zeraphina didn’t speak for a few seconds.

“My parents died a few years ago in a skirmish between the tribes, and I was left alone… I have no home to return to,” she said, half lie and half truth.

She would only miss her personal guard, those brave liones