Hope walked slowly towards the barn, she was alert of her surroundings. There were too many things that happened yesterday, than her seventeen years of life. It was never in her wildest imagination, that she would be able to handle more than that.
Afraid there was another hunter would jump before her eyes, with cautious steps, she peeked her head to inside the barn.
However, what she saw then put her in relief immediately.
"If you were going to come here, why didn't you come and get me first?" Hope strolled inside the barn where Ian and Ethan were sitting next to the white beast.
Last night, Hope made sure to clean the beast from the blood that stained its fur, so he could rest more comfortably.
"We thought you were still sleeping," Ian answered without raising his head from looking at the sleeping beast.
