Chapter 8
Savannah
"Did you sleep well?"
Not really, because your room smells like you and for some reason, it creates very, very bad images in my mind, but I bit my tongue and just nodded at him.
When I glanced at the gaping door, I saw Dog sitting down on the floor; he's watching us like he's entertained.
"Are you still scared of Dog?" he asked when he noticed me looking at the dog.
"Yeah. No offense to Dog, but I just don't like dogs."
"Why?" he asked curiously, his silver-like eyes fixed on me, like he's interested to hear whatever is coming out of my mouth.
"They look like they can eat me."
He nodded.
"There are species that can eat you even if they're not dogs," he replied.
I blushed again.
"I am talking about wolves and piranhas."
Sht.
"Eat now," he said and gestured t
