The stalker.

"Come out, Little one..."

Yilas was trembling at the strange man's voice, calling out for her. She couldn't possibly let anyone know she was here in the training camp. Not only would Mohsen kill her without mercy, but it would also put all of Mame's effort in giving her a little freedom to go to waste.

With her hands covering the mouth, Yilas heart was beating out of control, a cold sweat broke down her spine.

"I know you are there..."

The deep husky voice called her out again, the footsteps sounded like he was extremely close, Yilas didn't dare to move an inch.

But everything suddenly stopped, his footsteps also came to a halt. After a few minutes, Yilas finally gathered the courage to take a peek, she slowly poked her head out of the cover and swiftly looked around.

"There you go, and I thought you were just gonna stay like that all day."

Yilas's body immediately froze, she couldn't believe it, the voice came from above her. With her back against the rock, Yilas only chance to escape was to run straight ahead. With her legs still shaking, Yilas took a leap and shot her body forward just to be fumbled over painfully.

*Thump*

Yilas quickly hit the ground barely a second after she decided to make a run for it. She got caught by the cloak that was covering her. Embarrassed and ashamed, Yilas laid still on the ground contemplating playing dead but she was already hearing a laugh coming from behind her.

"Haha... You're so funny!" The man snorted.

Yilas immediately turned around to glare at the man, her thin eyebrows were all wrinkled up like a zigzag. The man turned a straight face right away but was still letting out a chuckle.

It was a long-haired centaur, unlike the well-dressed Mohsen, his half upper body was naked, his lower half was like that of a brown horse, the velvety chestnut-colored hair was very pleasant to the eyes. The centaur's hair was slightly lighter than his body, though it was extremely long, to the point where it touched the belly button. His eyes were slanted and had an almond-like shape, his nose stood tall and proud above his wide, grinning mouth. If it wasn't for the creepy expression, Yilas would have instantly fallen in love with his looks, which she compared to that of a western actor in her mind.

If Mohsen had a charming, pretty appearance that could rival any girl, this man was the definition of the contrast. He looked as if he just walked out of an action movie, the angular jawline, broad shoulders, and the rippling 8 packs could make any girl's heart melted. Though both extremely beautiful in the 21st-century standard, they were like yin and yang, harmonious yet completely opposite.

Stood tall on top of the rock, the centaur looked as if he was over 4 meters tall. Yilas quickly turned from angry and annoyed to scared, she couldn't stand a chance fighting this man to escape.

"Hey female, what were you doing with Mohsen?"

Yilas gasped, how long has he been following her, she thought. Taking a step backward, Yilas didn't know what to do, she couldn't fight him but couldn't outrun the 4 legs either.

Seeing the female was intimidated, Zassar jumped off the rock, over the little female's head to block her way of escaping.

Zassar had been following this scent of this female since the night before. To his surprise, she was following Mohsen in a suspicious manner, that was when he decided to follow them. He was patiently watching to see what Mohsen and the female were up to but they didn't do anything worth mentioning. Zassar thought he would finally see the day where the pretentious Mohsen got interested in a female, but to his disappointment, all he caught was Mohsen being his usual self, taking a nap mid-day.

It wasn't sure what told Zassar to stayed behind after Mohsen was gone but he stayed and watched the female, only to fell in love at first sight of her.

The female smelled very pleasant, that was why Zassar got curious but when he first got a glimpse of her face, his heart stopped and he had forgotten to breathe for just a moment.

Her hair was fluid and shiny as if it was water, it gently falls on her tiny pale face. The pinky scar on her eyes somewhat drew the attention to her big rounds eyes. Her beautiful face feature made her look innocent but the curvaceous body she had was Zassar's death trap. Just imagining resting on her plump chest on a hot summer day made the beast in him loose control. She was his favorite type.

He couldn't help but approached closer to her, watching her every movement. Until he realized he had startled her and she went and hid behind a rock. Her reaction made Zassar very satisfied, it was just as adorable as he thought she was. A fire got lit in his heart and he couldn't help but tease her even more.

"Hey, don't be scare, I just want to get to know you. I'm Zassar, what about you?"

Zassar bent his body to a 90-degree angle, showing his gentlemen's nature. Though it was still giving Yilas the creeps.

"I...I'm just a nobody. Oh, that's right, it's lunchtime, I will go get some food now, goodbye."

Yilas lowered her head avoiding eye contact with the male beast, she stepped to the right and was about to slide through him when he also took a step to block her path.

Yilas fakes laughing awkwardly and stepped to the left, Zassar immediately followed. At this point, it was quite obvious he didn't intend for Yilas to leave.

"You're right, I am hungry too. How about I accompany you for lunch?"

Yilas shook her head vigorously, she didn't have a place to go to anyway. If she was dragged to the camp where more people were there she would be discovered in an instant.

"I-I am actually not hungry anymore, let's just stay here..."

*GGRRRRR!*

As soon as Yilas claimed she wasn't hungry, her stomach made a loud rumbling noise, showing its discontent with her lie. Zassar cover his mouth and chortled, if the female got anymore adorable he wouldn't know how to contain himself.

"Haha, seems like you're not very honest with yourself, but don't worry, I think it's cute." Zassar winked at Yilas, as generous as he was, he wouldn't mind the little embarrassing details. "How about you come to my tent? There is lots of delicious food there."

"No, No I'm fine here, you can go ahead." Yilas flopped down on the ground immediately, she waved her hands back and forth, showing a refusing gesture.

"Now, Now..." Zassar caught Yilas's left arm, he held her tight by the wrist and insisted on hanging onto it. "I know you're bored and hungry, come with me, it will be fun."

Yilas was terrified at this point, she yanked her arm back with all her might but the man wouldn't let go.

"Hey, let go of me!" The harder Yilas yanked the tighter Zassar squeezed his grip, her pale little wrist was now turned red by the brute force. Yilas was in so much pain she was whimpering.

"Haha, you female always acted hard to get but I know this is what you wanted so don't be shy." Zassar laughs echoed but Yilas wasn't having fun. She was on the verge of tears at this point.

"YOU! LET GO OF HER!"

The voice came from behind Yilas, both of them turned around immediately at the shout and found Mohsen with a handful of food. His expression was not of a pleasant one.