Chapter 38
Kyros The male was a little shorter than me but possessed a similar imposing stature. His golden blonde hair, a stark contrast to the black leather he wore, gleamed in the torchlight. His eyes, a piercing black, roamed over Estella, who did not turn to face him. “About time,” the male said, his voice tense. “I was getting worried you had gotten lost.” “You are such a mother hen Proteus,” Lynx said, sliding off her mounts back. She landed gracefully beside me on the floor of the clearing. The male, Proteus, walked over to where Estella stood, her body stiff as he approached. Without thinking, I moved to intervene his approach, suddenly feeling very protective. But Lynx placed a firm hand on my arm, stopping me. Her small shake of her head had me pausing. “Come on Ky, let me show you
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