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    13. SEDUCING MY ANGRY FEMALE


    NARRATOR


    Drakkar found himself being dragged into yet another madness by


    the woman who barely reached his chest.


    The sun had already set, and night was falling around them;


    walking through the jungle in the dark was practically suicide


    "Pl go first." Drakkar pulled her behind him, alert, stepping into


    the dark hole marked by the beast''s territorial scent.


    "Did you see how sexy our mate looked today while hunting?


    Goddess, when he jumped from that tree..."


    Lyra followed silently behind Drakkar, though in her head, Aztoria


    wouldn''t shut up.


    She thought her wolf was about to show her the heroic battle


    memory again. But no-the she-wolf''s eyes had been fixed under


    the warrior''s leather skirt.


    Lyra blushed at the "vision" of the flying sausage with two eggs.


    "Holy goddess, you''re such a pervert, Aztoria," she said, ending


    the conversation with her lustful wolf.


    "There are no other animals around, and the warning scent will


    keep this cave safe for a while," Drakkar said after inspecting the


    wide cavern.


    But Lyra looked at the pile of dung and bones. The suffocating


    stench made her want to throw up.


    ----


    She was about to suggest they go look for useful nts for


    tomorrow''s hunt, but something on the back wall caught her


    attention.


    "Don''t you feel it''s way too hot in here?" she said as she walked


    deeper into the darkness.


    Using their wolf vision, they both reached a hidden crack deep


    within the cave.


    "something was keeping that beast guarding this ce. This heat


    ising from somewhere."


    Following their instincts, they entered the narrow passage where


    Drakkar could barely stand upright. Sharp rocks scratched at his


    skin.


    But when they reached the other side, after squeezing through the


    tight gap, both were left speechless.


    It was another cave, even bigger, filled with columns holding up


    the ceiling


    Sunlight filtered in from somewhere, and the best part-pools of


    steaming water created a misty atmosphere.


    "They''re hot springs!" Lyra ran excitedly to check out the pools,


    some bubbling, others not as hot.


    "Don''t go in, Lyra, you might burn yourself!" Drakkar rushed


    toward her as she dipped her hand in one.


    She was way too trusting with everything!


    ----


    "This one''s not that hot!


    We can have a proper bath!" Lyra


    laughed. A treasure-a real treasure, this hidden cave!


    Her wolf had already confirmed there was no danger, so Lyra was


    ready to scrub off all the grime.


    She started to tie up her hair and pull down her sleeves, but


    suddenly remembered something very important.


    Behind her was a wild wolf devouring her with his eyes.


    She could feel him watching her silently, and she hadn''t forgotten


    she had an unresolved matter with her mate.


    She lifted the skirt of her dress without undressing, slipped her


    hands underneath, and grabbed her panties between her fingers.


    slowly, she pulled them down her legs and over her boots.


    Behind her, all she heard was silence, but the scent in the air had


    changed-her honeysuckle aroma now mixing with the steam.


    Holding her panties in one hand and clutching her dress, her legs


    exposed to a scandalous height, she half-turned to speak.


    "Can you help me loosen the straps in the back?" she asked


    sweetly, hearing the soft steps and feeling that huge body nearly


    touching her.


    Clumsy fingers started undoing the corset, fumbling with the


    tricky garment but doing it patiently.


    His heavy breath fell on Lyra''s neck, and she even felt him lean in a


    few times just to smell her.