The Indomitable Huntress & the Hardened Duke
Face turning white as Lucy’s heels clicked toward him, his paling lips quivered as Abbott attempted to get off his seat only to be stopped by another lycan warrior.
When the tips of the brush touched the first strands of hair, Valor leaned away and yelled, “Alright! Alright! Just… remove that thing!”
Holding it in place, Lucy prompted, “Was it just an incident?”
“N-No,” Valor muttered.
“That the duke had the misfortune of suffering?” she pressed.
Valor’s eyes inadvertently met Greg’s cold ones before the commander looked away, muttering, “No.”