Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

What should I do? Selena wondered. She knew Pierre would never leave things up to fate. Meanwhile, his underlings must be searching for him, so she should be following him around. With that in mind, she glanced at the direction of the forest. Did he run away?

Fear engulfed her while she sat there waiting for him. Although she thought of chasing after him into the forest, she could no longer see him, so it would be a pointless endeavor. Things would get worse if she got lost in the forest and was stuck in there. Soon, she was feeling drowsy and fatigued, which were only intensified by her fears; the fruits she just ate were already fully digested after all.

Eventually, she decided to take a nap while leaning against a rock. It wasn't until she heard some rustling noises that she opened her eyes once again. Pierre had already started a fire, which made a crackling noise while the twigs in it burned.

"You're back?" She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"What? Are you so scared that I might run away on my own?" He was busying himself with the task in hand as he spoke.

she quickly denied his claims. "That's not it! I wished so badly that

as a makeshift grill. Later on, he put the processed meat from the hare he hunted up on the grill to be roasted. Once again, the skies began to darken. The fire dispersed the cold, keeping her

hare produced, Selena could feel herself salivating heavily while she gulped. The roasted hare was just too much of a temptation to

cleared his throat with a smug look on his face. "Oh, you only had one chance, which was gone.

she heard that. “Hey, this isn't fair! I am injured, s-so I couldn't go with you! Didn't you tell me we're in the same boat? That's why we have to share everything together!" "I am injured too." He pointed at his leg.

the other hand, Pierre retrieved the roasted hare from the grill before cutting a slice to be tasted. "This

really going to enjoy it alone?" By that point, she no longer cared about her pride, as all she could think of was to get her hands on

You even wished for my death, so why should I share it with

backbone, so she