A pair of glowing golden eyes blinked open in the darkness ahead. The source of the warmth inside the cave showed itself. The black wolf needn’t step into the light, Nathaniel could see him clearly, even in the dark. Its eyes shifted from Nathaniel to the girl in his arms.
“She’s out of mana again.”
The wolf assessed calmly, its voice low and deep, like the rumble of earth before a quake. It walked towards them, its eyes examining Aria as she lay comfortably in Nathaniel’s arms.
Nathaniel exhaled through his nose and adjusted his grip on Aria.
“She pushed too hard.”
He muttered under his breath and stared down at Aria’s pale face.
The wolf's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer before it flicked back to him.
“And you,”
The black wolf growled, voice firmer now.
“You’re bare
