Chapter 21

The more they walked towards the direction of the trees, the more their attackers filled everywhere. They came from all directions, shooting from all directions.

Wolfariane caught the bullets from all directions, his movement fluid, sharp and fast.

As they stepped further into the trailing edges of the forests and walked through the woods, his pace fastened further, and that the same time, he threw a command at her. "Climb onto my back. I am about to run."

Instantly, she threw herself at his back and wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders and her legs around his wide midriff. Her arms couldn't meet each other, likewise her legs because of the huge width of him and the smallness that was her, but she held on as tight as she could.

His furs... She was suddenly encompassed in the softest thing she has ever felt in her life. So fluffy she wrapped her arms around it—him—tighter.

He took off in a dead run, with her piggybacked behind him. So fast, he was a blur of movement.

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