Luna Sutton felt unnerved by Rhys Blackwood's stare and took an involuntary step back, greeting him awkwardly, "Rhys, what a coincidence, why up so early?"
Rhys remained silent, his gaze falling on the red marks on her neck, his eyes darkening.
Following his gaze, she quickly realized the situation, adjusted her beast skin skirt awkwardly, and became even more embarrassed, "Um... mosquito bites."
The beast skin skirt she wore, along with her underwear, was sewn together this morning using the beast skins from Yael's Cave.
The outfit from last night had been torn to shreds by that dog of a man, reduced to nothing but rags.
"Mosquitoes?"
Rhys had naturally noticed she wasn't wearing last night's outfit, and recalling the torn strips seen last night, he said icily: "These mosquitoes have exquisite taste."
She laughed dryly twice: "Mosquitoes, you know, always bite the sweetest spots."
Rhys did not continue to mock her, but said coldly: "Tonight, come to my cave."
