Third Person's POV
Cyrus's breath suddenly grew close, his eyes swirling with a hint of probing curiosity.
His pupils, tinged with an ink-like sheen under the daylight, had faintly visible vertical edges, like a lurking predator assessing its prey.
His cool, metallic voice resonated in her ear, "Why did you save me?"
His presence enveloped her completely, creating an intimate, enclosed atmosphere just for the two of them.
Patience could distinctly feel her wolf shiver deep within her consciousness.
It was the instinctive tremble in the presence of a powerful alpha.
"Because it was instinctual," she replied indifferently.
Her former warrior instincts had kicked in without a second thought, driving her to save him.
"Instinct?" He slowly pushed himself up, looking down at her lying b
