HE TOOK A GOOD CARE OF HER

Dawn enjoyed this forest. She waited for Zenith to return obediently, as she stared at the clear sky when she heard a rustling sound from the bushes. She thought it was Zenith, but soon she realized it was not him.

Dawn was on alert, as she straightened her back and fixed her eyes on the source of the sound. She immediately stood up when a man emerged from behind a tree.

He had a shoulder length hair that he tied behind his nape, tan skinned and bulky figure. He was wearing a simple clothes and pants. From the look of it, he was probably a villager nearby.

But more importantly, he was a shifter. Dawn could recognize it.

He saw her too and then walked toward her.

At first, Dawn wanted to ignore him, but it seemed this strange man didn't have the same intention.

"Are you here alone?" He asked in his gruffy tone.

"No. I am not." Dawn took a closer look at him and recognized him. "Rye?"