Page 52 of Sohut's Protection

He could see her.

Like see her.

Her camouflage had washed away in the water and now she felt…open.

The funny thing was, the only thought in her head at that moment was the fact that she must look hideous.

Hiding behind the dirt and mud had been easy but now he could see exactly what she looked like…and, well, no one had seen her in over a year—especially not a hot male that her lady parts were, admittedly, too excited to see.

He was probably thinking she was a strange-looking creature now with all the mud washed off…

But when her gaze met his, she didn’t see any of that.

The look in his eyes was the exact opposite.

And it shouldn’t…but it made an electric thrill shoot straight into her stomach and erupt like a firework in her belly.

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She was the most beautiful creature that had ever walked on Hudo III.

Larn, female of her species who had turned up at the Sanctuary had been beautiful too…but Cluu…Clee-yo was…

Sohut turned from her and stuck his hand in his satchel, focusing on it instead as he searched for nothing in particular.

He’d first noticed that the mud she’d plastered over herself had washed away while they were still in the water and even now he couldn’t stop himself from staring.

She was pale, as the Goris had described, and that paleness contrasted against her eyes and hair.

Her hair was the color of zimsu flowers and her lips…delicate arches like the flower’s petals turned into a thin line when she’d realized he was staring.

Swallowing hard, he took a deep breath.

Mistake, for the scent of her filled his nose.

For a long time, he hadn’t had such a strong urge to indulge in his carnal desires.

Now, however…

Through the corner of his eye, he noticed Clee-yo shivered.

The water had been cool and with Hudo III’s star on the other side of the horizon, the warmth in the air wasn’t as strong as it usually was.

And her skin looked thin…

Without the mud covering it, he could see her life-blood in the vessels underneath—a concerning matter seeing that she’d been in the jungle alone.

“What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” Her voice reached his ear and he realized he’d been staring at her exposed arm, frowning.

Blinking, he met her gaze.

What sort of destiny had led him here?

The more he stayed in the jungle, the more she became something that he hadn’t expected to encounter.

Clee-yo shivered again and that knocked him out of his ruminations.

“You need warmth.”

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