13.05 - I Already Have a Mate - Pawprints of Passion

Three days later…

Tyrion laboriously trailed behind Azura. His injured body left a trail of blood, becoming an easy target for nearby creatures. His eyes finally healed from the infection, but his sense of smell was still numb.

"Why are you following me?" Bing Shi asked, using her wooden staff to shove away the hungry rats from climbing up his body.

Tyrion continued to stand tall and proud, "My mate," he managed to grunt through his exhausted panting, "You...mine..."

"I told you I already have a mate," Bing Shi's eyes lingered on his wound. Even after more than a week of constant traveling, his body stamina didn't falter. Not even after she lured him into a den of wolves and lions with her clumsiness. Though she really needed to weaken this stubborn bull, she couldn't let him die from a wound infection, could she?