Bite Me, My Fated Alpha King
I questioned, my voice timid, hands shaking behind my back.
"I'm assuming you just drew this?" he asked, holding the piece of paper out to me, causing me to nod slowly, embarrassed he had seen my pathetic attempt to regurgitate the horrific images in my head in person.
The pencil shadings looked more like a child had had a tantrum while drawing them than anything else.
However, Theonardo was analysing my drawing carefully, his brows furrowed, causing me horrendous anxiety.
"Have you been here before?" Theonardo asked, pointing at the scene in my drawing, my eyes drawn to the gushing waterfall leading into a deep pool of water. The large oak trees scattered around it lead to a small cavern, t