"Remind me again why you are also tagging along, honeydew."
Eyeing myself wearing an all black clothing while looking in the whole body mirror had kept my chest tightly like the laundress squeezed the washed clothing. I could almost convince Valerian I could do this alone, but he wouldn't back down and kept arguing.
"It is because this is not your battle alone. I am with you, you hardheaded woman," Valerian said, glancing over his shoulder while he had just finished polishing my dagger since he volunteered.
I approached him and smiled sheepishly, seeing him frowning. I tiptoed about to kiss his cheek, but Valerian, as mischievous as he was, turned his head in my direction. My lips, which were supposed to land on his cheek, planted on his luscious, crimson lips.
"Val!" I stepped back, shielding my lips immediately, feeling my cheeks promptly ripening. My wolf squirmed at his action while I had to calm my heart from hammering inside my chest.
