In this world, there are being beyond compare...
Dragons, Seafolk, Foxes, as well as hybrids and so much more.
But there are places Humans reside.
Towns, houses... You know, the normal places.
In this world of you are not human you are hunted, tha...
A/N: Hello my beautiful readers! I'm sorry for the long wait between chapters I've been busy with personal things. But all in all, I promise that I will try to post more. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter!! Also, over my really long break I thought that I should change my cringe writing style so yee. Please let me know in the comments if you like it!
After Zero and I get most of the unpacking done, I plop heavily on the couch with the little energy I have left and lean back, rearing my head back and closing my eyes, "You should rest." I hear Zero say, making me lift up my head to look in her direction. Shes leaning against the wide doorframe that connects the kitchen with the living room on the left side with her arms crossed over her chest. My eyes travel down her body as I realize what she is wearing. It's her normal oversized pink hoodie that has black wings on it and she is also wearing black short shorts or booty shorts if you will.
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I shake my head lightly, "No time, there are still the bathroom and kitchen boxes." I explain as I look at her. she shakes her head and gives me a stern look "I can do that. You need rest." she said, still leaning on the doorway. "There isn't rest for the wicked Z you know that..." I say with a weak smile on my face, she shakes her head once more and pushes herself off the doorframe and she walks towards me, dropping her arms and smiling softly. She positions herself between my legs as I lean forward and sit up, I slide my hands up her soft legs and I stop at the back of her knees and smile at her softly. She lifts her hands to my face, but I flinch away, making her stop dead in her tracks and drop her hands, "Sorry. it's a habit." I say softly and i grab her hands and pull them to my face, looking at them for a while because I noticed that her hands are small and soft compared to my big and almost rough hands.
She gives me a reassuring smile as she takes her hands and runs them through my shoulder length hair pushing most of my hair back and making a part with her fingers, so my hair is in two sections and then tying the upper hair section into a ponytail and the rest is left alone. it's easy to style like that since I have a wolf cut.
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She looks at my face closely..
I wonder what she's thinking about...
**{Zero POV}** I look at her face closely and her exhaustion is clear to see, my eyes slowly drifting around and then I look back to her scar, it looks deep like never healing but i know it's healed. I slowly lift my right hand and I get close to her scar, "Can I?" I gesture to it, and she nods, I get my hand closer, and I softly graze my fingers over it earning a soft hum of content from her, "Hey max.." She opens her beautiful eyes and looks at me
