An Jin was so cold she couldn't take it anymore. She obediently curled up under Ling Hong's stomach, pulling her animal-hide coat tight and leaning her back against the big, soft, fluffy wolf for warmth.
'She now had reason to suspect—'
'Had Ling Hong deliberately brought her out on such a cold day, using the natural advantage of his beast form to make her dependent on him?'
'Then again, that didn't seem right. A simple, honest lone wolf like Ling Hong surely wouldn't have such a devious mind.'
The campfire in the cave CRACKLED AND POPPED. Having eaten and drunk her fill, it wasn't long before An Jin began to feel drowsy.
"I'm going to sleep now..." she said with a yawn, rubbing her watery eyes. She snuggled into the Silver Wolf's embrace, adjusting herself into a comfortable position.
The Silver Wolf nodded, a soft hum rumbling in his chest. He licked her hair with his warm, wet tongue. "Awoo~ You can rest easy. I'm here. No ordinary beast would dare approach."
"Alright."
