His blank stare remained but his jaw tightened faintly showing his distress. "He's been left out here for a while."
The tiny boy flinched in fear at Azazeal's cold voice, and his small hands folded into little fists.
Elora reached out to hold him instead, noticing the little boy's apprehension.
Azazeal's brow creased a little when the boy didn't pull away from Elora when she held his fingers gently between hers.
He knew this was a little child but still…
She was His.
The boy had no right to feel his mate's soft hands…
"His entire body is freezing…" Elora murmured snapping Azazeal from his ridiculous jealous thoughts
Azazeal exhaled and stood up from the ground.
"I'll quickly set up a tent here. We're done traveling for today."
Elora stared up, startled, but her eyes faintly shone with hope.
"But don't we still have half a day's journey ahead?—"
