Alza's eyes suddenly lit up.
The Little Fox's eyes glistened, a wet sheen radiating an incredulous joy.
Even the corners of his eyes exuded an enchanting allure, a natural charm that captivated the heart, unrelated to romance or the moon.
His tail unconsciously swayed slightly.
"Really? Can I go home with you now?"
His voice trembled slightly, as if afraid he misheard, or that it was all just a dream.
He had waited for this day too long, almost giving up hope.
He leaned forward slightly, wanting to get close to Selene, but sneakily glanced at Caleb Shaw.
He had already noticed this male earlier.
This was a low-class social venue in The Fringe.
Usually frequented by idle wanderers.
They always followed the rules, rarely stepping foot in such a place.
Even with the brim of his hat lowered, he recognized him at a glance.
"But... if Selene takes me back, won't the Commander be unhappy?"
He cautiously asked.
