Hana woke to the sound of crackling wood and the sharp, constant snarling like two animals were having a face-off.
Her body felt heavy, her muscles humming with a lingering heat that made her want to sink back into the dirt.
But she sat up, regardless. Her hair was a tangled mess of brown strands. And as she lifted her body, the cool air hit her bare skin like a reminder. She immediately felt the weight of her chest and looked down to find her breasts unsupported and exposed.
Ah… of course. He had ripped her top.
She looked down at the dark obsidian wings on her shoulder blades and felt the faint pink swirl of nine tails on her back.
This sensation was a bit uncomfortable.
"Awake, Great Female?" Raiden's voice was like honey as he noticed her lift her body.
He was sitting by a small fire, having put together a rough wrap of broad leaves and vine to cover his waist since someone had literally ripped his clothes to shreds.
