Chapter 162 - Too Late To Run
The first person she had bumped into was Anok.
It was as if the whole of Ignas was working against her at that moment, her mind racing as she pondered on what do to if he somehow made himself an obstacle in her plans.
He had steadied her with his hand on her shoulders and snatched them away to his sides as if she was lava, moving from her the second he realized she was alright.
Her grip on Seb's shirt tighten, as she held it closer to her face to hide it away from any trace of recognition.
She had asked him for it while on their face here and although he looked at her with absolute confusion, he had handed her the shirt, whispering to her that he was a virgin and was saving himself.
She ignored his words, making it clear that had no intention to be intimate with him before they had continued their journey here.
Why would he have even thought about that?