8 Hyuen

To make sure I had no way of mistakenly falling on him, I waited a bit before following further into the vehicle.

Sliding across the plush seat to place the small human in the already prepared child seat.

It seemed totally different from the previous one. This one looked like it was made from a well-known fibre that is used by the military.

I blinked. Money really achieved a lot. I took notice of the brand and soft material where he sat. My face probably showed my wonder because he spoke up.

"It is made from carbon fibre and kelvar, you should be aware that the boy is not from an average family, he will be protected using all resources available."

I nodded, taking my seat directly beside the chair, twisting the seat so that when he did wake, he would see me first.

Relaxed, I went to close my eyes. Even though I had only awoken a few hours ago. This male had not even allowed me to eat, though I was aware that the necessary nutrients were applied using an infusion.

"The family will want to know how you found him, how you cared for him, what happened to his mother…"

His words trailed off. I opened my eyes and nodded not knowing exactly what I should do. How am I to reply?

My mother I suppose, I've never spoken to a human. I hid, listened, and read.

What did I sound like speaking the human tongue?

Would it be strange?

What did I sound like?

I can't remember. I suppose I wanted to forget, but from my various rumbles to the child I could still speak wolf if I howled something I've never done how would I sound?

The ride was smooth; I started out at the scenery. Humans are not much different from pack, or rather herd animals. They built close to each other forming families and were social.

I shook the thought away and focused my mind on the life I hope, once the child is old enough I can flee. But what if he was endangered?

I sighed, closing my eyes ignoring the other male, the human even though he threatened me. His strength was borderline pathetic. I could snap his neck like a twig.

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Hyuen:

Second master to the head family;

The benefactor of the remaining direct bloodline of the third family was a scrawny, dark-skinned girl. How she had survived so long at the Kyoten airport is a wonder that will be known perhaps when she awakened.

A malnourished physique; which judging from that her age varied from five or six, almond-shaped eyes, a retrousse nose, cupid bow lips with the lower lip slightly pouting over all her face was diamond-shaped, especially prominent with the absence of hair.

The memory of her arrival rose, while the memory replayed in his mind as he smiled, giving it free rein to distract him:

Upon hearing the news, the firstborn son of that family had arrived at the scene first, travelling faster. The boy in question was the brother of the child that had been rescued, but as the son of a lesser family, he had no right or resources to take the newborn away. In retrospect, while both she and the child had been tested for any underlying sickness or disease, he had arrived and signalled for one of the armoured guards dispatched by the local government to have them flown to the hospital owned by the second family.

How dare an insignificant person-

Narrowing his smooth monolid eyes, Hyuen placed the crying newborn on her flat chest.

"The infusion of necessary nutrients has been complete, second young master Pingui."

"You may leave. She will be waking soon, yes?"

"Yes, second young master."

"Mmm,"

Gaze never leaving her, he watched her eyes flutter, opening to watch him narrowing for a moment before looking down at the small child then springing away, holding him close.

Lavender eyes, those eyes were not common. Little vixen was the words that first entered Hyuen's mind, startling him somewhat. Sleeping her face had been relaxed. Several times he had traced those lips and her jawline.

From experience, through those movements, he was fully aware that her pecan coloured skin was smooth to the touch.

Since the girl is the benefactor of the third family's heir and remaining bloodline. He could not treat her unfairly. With the best doctors evaluating her he had the results sent to his wrist band where he had scanned through everything from her malnourished form, her stunted growth, and the fact she healed unusually faster than normal.

Of course, that fact had been hidden. There was no present need for the little girl to be subjected to any further investigation. His mother had confirmed that she would be brought back along with his cousin who was unusually quite attached to the little girl, an annoyance but still.

The doctor had further explained; that for her to recover fully, she needs to consume five times the amount of protein. She had clearly consumed enough dried foods for a full-grown male but not enough for her tiny form. Resulting in the present her; who is malnourished and stunted in her growth, giving her a look of a five-year-old child. If the doctor had not informed him that she had only lived for eight years he would have been fooled.

Of course when the airport had collapsed from a bomb and among the calculated amount of six hundred thousand present with no survivors found. Only this girl and his cousin were found. At least that had been up until two days ago. Up to this point, search and rescue are being conducted with bodies still being retrieved.