The gentle and considerate facade from before had been completely torn off by him.
Yet even so, the Beast Seal still weighed heavily in the depths of his bloodline, restraining his power and preventing him from harboring true murderous intent.
Not being able to kill her didn't mean he would be merciful to her.
Kaelan Hawthorne looked at her silently for two seconds.
Then, his gaze turned cold, and without another word, he turned around and continued to walk forward.
This time, his pace noticeably quickened.
The wound on Seraphina Caldwell's calf was already not properly treated, and the damp cold air made the pain even more severe.
But she didn't dare to stop, gritting her teeth and dragging her weary body, following, step by step.
She struggled to lift her head, her vision somewhat blurred.
Since she crossed into this world, until today, Kaelan Hawthorne had never hugged her once.
His previous gentleness was all an act.
