Chapter 34: The Hunt (Part 5)_2

"The goal might have been achieved," Winters said pensively, his feelings resembling those of a chess player who's been led step by step to a winning game, "but I... I always feel like I've lost."

Anna, playing with Winters' hair, burst out laughing, "Is it that competitive male pride again? Like a puppy scrambling for a bone, not satisfied with just its own, needing to snatch the other's to be happy."

Winters wanted to retort but couldn't think of a way, so he sulkily defended himself, "I didn't let the White Lion steal my bone! And I'm not upset about the bone."

"There, there, I believe that no one could beat you when it comes to snatching bones," Anna continued, rinsing his hair, "And I believe that even though you think you've lost now, one day you'll surpass him. So...what are you unhappy about?"

Winters' mood plummeted again and he muttered, "Nothing."