Right as she faced Mael Valerius' handsome face puffing his cheeks and drawing close, Luna was so startled she slapped him on the face. "What are you doing?"
"Pffft—"
Mael, caught off guard, nearly spit out a mouthful of soup onto Luna Sutton's face, but he quickly turned away, spraying it all over Soren Phoenix's Fiery Red Feather Robe instead.
"Ah! My feather robe!"
Soren leapt up and shook off the soup, his chest thoroughly soaked, feeling incredibly grossed out.
He promptly took off the feather robe—it was covered in his cousin's spit; he'd rather go bare-chested.
Corbin Crowley's face was frosty as he tossed the wild brown bear he'd hunted onto the ground, his silver eyes narrowing dangerously. "Trying to take advantage of her while she's weak?"
Mael wiped his mouth, an awkward look flickering across his striking features. "I… I was just feeding Luna some soup."
"Using your mouth? That's something the sleazy Phoenix taught."
