"You... Who did you say you were?"
Noah sat up, knowing it was finally his time to shine.
"I'm Noah." He said and nothing more. My left brow tilted up and my lips twisted. Was that it?
"Where's the grand introduction?" I asked.
Damar and Fenric were by my side, arms folded and looking straight at the wolf as though this was an interview.
"What else would you like to know, little tiger?" He asked and I heard Fenric growl under his breath. I looked at him.
"What's wrong?" I asked but he threw his face aside, refusing to respond.
"He's probably jealous I gave you a cute nickname and he didn't." He cackled and this made Fenric frown even more.
Though Noah knew the situation he was in, he was way too laid back, as if confident that no matter what he did or said, he'd be forgiven.
Where is that confidence coming from?
I watched him, analyzing his habits, the way he smirked, and then his body. Ahem. That last part wasn't needed but my eyes lingered for their own reason.
