Lifting her head, she spotted Dexter, her face lighting up with joy. With a beaming smile, she stood up with the wolf pup in her arms. “Daddy! Daddy! You found me at last!” she exclaimed, excitement evident in her voice.

Dexter opened his arms, ready to envelop her in a warm embrace as she rushed toward him. “Yes, sweetheart. Where have you been? I’ve been searching everywhere for you!”

Since Wayne had managed to take Grape, it meant he had some tricks up his sleeves. For the time being, Dexter didn’t know what those tricks were, and he couldn’t reveal the truth in a way that might traumatize Grape.

Carefully holding Grape, Dexter examined her from head to toe. “Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?”

Grape shook her head, then nodded, her stomach grumbling audibly. “I’m so hungry, and the puppy is too. I’ve been waiting for so long. You’re silly, Daddy, only finding me now. I want Mommy.”

A child would undoubtedly be terrified being left alone in such a place. Grape’s fear seemed to dissipate when she saw Dexter, replaced by a sense of relief and security.

She clung to him tightly, unwilling to let go.

Dexter effortlessly lifted her into his arms, his gaze shifting to the black wolf cub nestled in her embrace.

She couldn’t even tell whether it was a dog or a wolf, yet her compassionate nature prevented her from abandoning the helpless creature.

“Sorry, Grape. I’ll get you out of here right away. How long have you been waiting?” Dexter inquired, concern etched in his voice.

several hours. I came in when it was still light, and now

the thought. “Weren’t you

assured me that Daddy and Mommy would find me soon,” Grape replied, her

furrowed. “What nice

not sure. She was really nice, though. She said she’s your assistant and wanted

faint inkling of who the “assistant” might be.

sorry I’m late. Let’s get out of

wolf pup.

request. “Sure, why not,” he agreed.

as the pack of wolves had been dealt

relief.

meaningful glance, silently signaling him not

silence at

their residence and with her hunger sated, Grape began missing her mother. She clung tightly to Dexter’s arm, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, “Phone. Mommy. I want to

time, Grape. It’s nap time. Mommy is resting too. Why

She relented, her lower lip jutting out in a pout.

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