What surprised me even more than his incredibly handsome face… was what he was wearing.
In this forest full of danger, this man—completely alone—was actually wearing a white muscle tee!
Even though I'd only been in this forest for a little over ten days, I already knew that white was far too conspicuous. In a place swarming with beasts, wearing white could only mean one thing: this man was terrifyingly powerful.
The sight of another human being made me so excited I almost lost my balance. My legs instinctively tightened around the silver wolf beneath me, urging it toward the man. But instead of moving forward, the wolf growled low in its throat, fur bristling all over. Not only did it refuse to approach, it even crouched slightly and began backing away.
That snapped me out of my joy in
