“Mmph, mmph”, Naya’s muffled voice broke through the quiet as she twisted under the stranger’s grip.
Without thinking, she sank her teeth hard into the hand covering her mouth.
The intruder hissed in pain and yanked his hand back instantly.
She spun around, her breath shallow as her eyes adjusted to the small light.
“Lorien?” she whispered, disbelief lacing her voice.
He smirked, his voice low and taunting.
“You really have a terrible sense of smell, Naya. Otherwise, you would’ve known it was me.”
He took a slow step closer, eyes glinting in the moonlight. “But then again… wolflessness dulls everything, doesn’t it? You might as well be human.”
Naya’s brows furrowed, anger flashing in her eyes.
“How dare you drag me out here?” she snapped, her voice low but fierce. “Leave me alone,
