"Hmmm…" Riley stirred awake, his senses immediately assaulted by the tantalizing aroma of delicious food.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes, only to notice the sunken footprints in the stone floor—remnants of his struggle to control his overwhelming physical strength the night before.
Shaking his head, Riley stood and let his nose guide him. The scent led him to a grand dining hall nestled within the mountain.
The space was simple yet spacious, with sunlight streaming in through large windows, casting a warm glow over the scene.
"You're right on time, young master. The food is hot and ready to eat," Luna greeted him with a bright smile. Beads of sweat glistened on her skin, evidence of her efforts in the kitchen.
She wore a modest house robe, but it did little to hide her natural allure.
