Luna looked at Soren Phoenix's dazzlingly seductive smile, an internal battle raging within her heart.
This flamboyant peacock might seem unreliable, but right now he's honestly the best candidate to solve The Wolf Tribe's crisis.
She bit her lip, gazed at Soren with suspicious eyes, and asked, "You're sure you can handle your old man?"
Soren saw her wavering and grinned all the more wickedly. "So, Luna, are you agreeing?"
He deliberately tugged open the collar of his Fiery Red Feather Robe, exposing his flawless, delicate collarbone. "How about we just…"
He didn't even finish saying "roll in the sheets,"
when an angry voice exploded in his ear.
"In your dreams!"
Mael Valerius yanked him away at once, golden eyes blazing with fury. "Luna, don't let him fool you. This sleazy phoenix displays his feathers for any female he sees…"
"Cousin, you wrong me~"
