But before he could move closer, Kaya acted faster. She swung her leg in a perfectly aimed kick, hitting him square in the stomach.
Veer doubled over, clutching his stomach, a low groan escaping his lips.
Kaya took a step back, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Take that dirty hand away from me."
Kaya's eyes landed on the meat in Veer's hand. The moment they met, he quickly looked away and started eating like he hadn't had a bite in days. With every chew, his face relaxed, a small look of satisfaction spreading across his features.
A tiny smile tugged at Kaya's lips—so small most people wouldn't notice. But Cutie, who had been watching her the whole time, saw it right away.
If anyone else had offered her that meat, she would've refused. She didn't eat meat left overnight, no matter how well it was stored. But she had saved it for him. After all, vultures like Veer could probably eat anything, even something that had gone a bit off.
