"Let's get you back to the pack house..." Xavierre remained by Seraphyne's side, his eyes never leaving her as he patiently waited for her body to stop trembling. "I will protect you in this life!"
He kept a vigilant watch over the area, ensuring no more threats approached. 'I never thought the moon would change its color for a while, and the weather forecast also shifted from what was broadcasted this morning.'
The wounds Seraphyne had sustained during her fight were now healing, but he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of anxiety for her. "I'm sorry. I have failed to protect you once and failed you again."
The moonlight bathed them both, casting an intangible glimmer over Seraphyne's silver hair and her peaceful face. The strange events of the night weighed heavily on his mind, particularly the moment when he had inexplicably kissed her and recalled more memories from his past life.