Evangeline's brow furrowed slightly as she looked at the stinking prey in Thorne's hands.
「Three days later.」
Thorne stood before The Larder Cave, his brow knitted in a deep frown and his expression grave. Most of the meat hanging on the stone walls was covered in a strange, dark green film, and the stench of decay spread silently through the air.
Caden Albright gazed at Evangeline's sleeping face, his movements impossibly gentle as he tucked her in.
As he turned, his silver hair cascaded down his back. He walked to The Larder Cave and stood behind Thorne. A faint scent of rotting meat wafted over. "Our prey has started to rot, too," Caden Albright said in a low voice.
A look of agitation crossed Thorne's face. "Eva is about to have her cubs," he said grimly. "She needs fresh food."
'He and Caden Albright could eat the rotting prey, though it would be less palatable. But Eva…'
