Emma quickly applied first aid to the gray wolf's jaw without noticing the brief flash of determination in Hunter's eyes.
"I think its jaw is dislocated."
It must have been a hard kick.
"Help it out, then."
Emma withdrew her hand and looked at him, "After all, it's a life, and it has pups with Snow."
"But it's a loser."
Hunter seemed quite adamant about this point.
Emma rubbed her temples, "Everyone has their moments of weakness, and wild animals are no exception. I actually think it's quite noble."
"How so?"
Hunter's frown deepened at her words.
"The way it came out immediately when it heard a noise while its family was inside, and stayed outside to protect them—how is that not noble?"
Such behavior is rare among men.
"Humph, males should act like that."
Hunter dismissed her
