A few Beast Husbands stood scattered, maintaining a distance of near and far between each other.
Yet none of them wandered off, occasionally casting glances towards the center.
The spots under their feet remained around the sleeping Seraphina Caldwell.
Seraphina was awakened by a mouthwatering aroma.
She had been a light sleeper, and now her mind was completely hooked, causing her eyelids to twitch violently.
The entire person struggled to emerge from a drowsy state.
The tip of her nose was filled with the oily scent of grilled meat, sizzling on the fire, the aroma wafting through the air.
Her stomach immediately started to rumble, the noise so loud it was embarrassing even to herself.
In the morning, she had only gnawed on two wild fruits, both sour and astringent.
Afterwards, she had been carried on the back of Gideon Larkin, jolting through the mountain forest.
The shadows of the trees swiftly swept across her sight, making her head spin as if caught in a whirlwind.
