"This is the Whispering Woods," Beatrix said as the wolf pack thundered through the forest. "It is dangerous around here."
Ethan clung to Artis Lupine's green-furred back. His fingers were buried deep in her coarse mane. It felt somehow exhilarating as the wind whipped against his bloodied face.
Regardless of being attacked and humiliated, Artis had come to rescue him. Was it because they slept together? He hadn't activated the DOMINUS slavery on her. Then, was she attracted to Ethan Cromwell as a Dark Nymph?
Beatrix and Athena rode the silver and gray wolves, respectively. The black wolf brought up the rear, its golden eyes scanning for pursuers.
But Garkash and his Orcs didn't give pursuit. The Orc camp was miles behind already. They were vicious creatures, but not brave enough to venture into the Whispering Woods where greater dangers lurked.