as a signal that an attack was off the table, she gradually lowered her hands. Hi

harm me. I will leave you be i

ickled down her cheek. He remained fixed on her with his one good eye, not uttering a

blow before he could end her life. He had no desire t

stenance, will you

jowls, blood spattering from his nostrils. He gradually nodded his head. She flinched at his motion

ire sust

nodded his head, hoping this female understood his response. She wore a puzzled expression and tilted her

uck and he came to a halt abruptly, causing him to cough up more blood. The woman observed this display with a look of

You're wounded! Y

being a threat now. With great caution, he moved his head up and down, his eyes fixed on her every move. As she c

osed no threat. Damien visibly relaxed, realizing that it was merely a food packet and not another

ying a clear message of "Don't you dare move!" He then lowered his head and sniffed at the bar, the scent instantly tri

and started to chew on it. The taste was sweet, with hints of nuttiness that b

hat's all I h

t being able to offer more. Damien continue

ite. If you promise not to at

ed her and had somehow understood her. Damien studied her for a few seconds before nodding his head a

s, he finally took a step forward, allowing her some distance before moving again. He di

ching the edge of the small clearing where her tent was erected, she came upon a shallow hole in the earth with pieces of wood scattered within. Keeping a safe dist

ng match, she final

ly not inten

ve the promised food from inside the tent. He simply tilted his head from side to side in response, causing a

t a large backpack. She carefully unzipped it and extracted a bag of beef jerky, tossing the piec

re seconds of locked gazes, he licked his lips and began to cautiously sniff around the campsite, searching for a water sou

er eating all that salty beef. Let

opened another pocket on the backpack and retrieved a small silver co