Adrian
It was past six when we reached home, both of us drenched, exhausted, and seeking rest.
She had passed out right when we stepped into the safety of the grassy lawn through the small gate, while she still fisting my shirt with her small bloodied hands. She looked like an injured baby, sleeping in my arms like a baby kangaroo who was in her mother's pouch.
I walked on the wet grass, Blaze standing in his stable, looking calm like he has always been, a few small claw wounds scattered on his chest. Ryan, my head of security, approached me as he opened the door for me, eyeing her like a fox as he followed my footsteps.
" Another example of your incompetence," I growled as he mumbled a quiet 'sorry boss', still ogling the girl in my arms like a starved man staring at food.
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