Lethia was taken aback by Zeran's question. Hadn't she been blunt enough all this time? Or… had she not?
The truth was, what made her uncomfortable wasn't anything he did, but the way his presence stirred something inside her, like another fox had taken over her body.
Yes, that was it. Zeran's pull on her body felt almost identical to when the lost fox took control.
But how the hell could she say that out loud, when it was him who clearly rejected her touch last night, even though she wanted him?
And now that she thought about it, no wonder her irritation had been boiling over every time she looked at him today.
"Your very being is what makes me uncomfortable. But since I have to be stuck with you, do I even have a choice to feel comfortable?" Lethia huffed and turned her face away.
"Is getting your ranch back your only goal?"
"Why ask the obvious!?" she snapped, baring her teeth.
