Chapter 62
Feral Sentinels Obey Only Her
Chapter 62 Hidden Dominance
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The moment the crew slipped into the cell with the supplies, the hyena lifted its head sharply, on full
alert.
At the same time, the rounded ears atop Rook’s head-his back turned to the entrance-twitched faintly.
The crow glanced at the hyena, dropped the goods just inside the door, and darted back outside to fetch the rest of the items.
Ak!
Once all deliveries were done, it returned to Lyra’s side.
She stroked its head and soft back feathers gently, her eyes warm with delight.
So good!
The crow bowed its head, letting her pet it obediently.
The hyena stared at the scattered food on the floor, then watched the quiet interaction between the girl and the bird through the window, unmoving.
Lyra pulled her gaze away, offered the hyena a gentle smile, then closed the service window and left with the crow.
Only once the sound of her footsteps faded did the hyena finally stand.
It stretched its limbs in a long, lazy yawn, then padded slowly over to the food. It sniffed each item carefully before picking everything up and carrying it to Rook’s side.
The hyena nudged his arm with its nose, urging him to eat.
Lyra was genuinely surprised when she spotted Draven again.
He was as striking and hauntingly beautiful as ever.
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Yet silvery scales now spread from the corners of his eyes all the way across his cheekbones, creeping steadily closer to swallowing his entire eye sockets.
Draven smiled breezily, as if nothing was wrong at all.
“Long time no see p>
Lyra pointed quietly at his face, her eyes filled with undisguised worry.
Draven waved off her concern casually. “I saw this coming. It’s nothing to fret over p>
Lyra made a soft gestural sign.
Her message was clear: If you stay in better spirits, will the condition slow down?
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Felix suffered from severe psychological issues too, yet tris condition never seemed to worsen.
Maybe he had other ways to release his pent-up emotions.
Even if those ways were self-destructive.
Draven frowned, confused. “What do you mean p>
Lyra lowered her head and wrote her question out on a small note.
After reading it, Draven let out a soft laugh.
He lifted his gaze to meet hers, his eyes holding a complex emotion Lyra couldn’t decipher.
Draven’s lips curved into a faint smile as he looked down.
‘Emotional state does affect contamination levels; that much is true.
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‘But once your contamination value spikes, it plateaus. It never drops again, not unless a Guide comes to purify it p>
Lyra’s expression fell with clear disappointment.
So that was how it worked.
Noticing her reaction, Draven spoke again slowly. “That said p>
Lyra’s head snapped up instantly, waiting for him to continue.
Draven smiled gently. “You’re not entirely wrong. Keeping a positive mood can slow the rate at which contamination spreads p>
Lyra’s brows lifted in relief, and she nodded quickly.
That was better than nothing.
If the deterioration stayed slow, they would have more time to wait for a Guide’s arrival.
She quickly wrote another question. “Do you still want little fish p>
Draven let out a helpless, soft laugh.
‘I don’t think I need them anymore p>
Lyra stared at him in confusion.
Draven reached beside him and lifted the familiar small fish tank.
Now, only that quiet, beautiful spirit animal remained inside.
Lyra wrote again, “Did they die p>
“My spirit animal is extremely dominant, Draven explained. “It refuses to share its space with any other of
its kind
“It never hartned the other fish directly, but it intimidated them relentlessly. They grew listless and faded away one by one p>
Lyra blinked, feeling genuine pity for the lost creatures.
“Then why not separate them p>
‘Because it’s grown fond of this small, new tank,” Draven said.
Lyra peered at the remaining fish, which pressed its tiny mouth repeatedly against the glass, seemingly greeting her.
‘I remember there’s a large wall aquarium in your room p>
Those little fish could have stayed in there.
Draven smiled bitterly at her words.
“That’s its old territory. Even if it’s tired of it now, it still won’t allow any other creature inside p>
There was simply no way around it.
Lyra lifted her brows in surprise.
She leaned closer to the tank, tapping her finger lightly against the glass right in front of the fish’s mouth.
So domineering, for such a delicate little thing.
It looked so gentle and harmless on the surface, but it had a completely different side.
The little fish darted out of the tank, twirling gracefully in midair to show off its lithe form before Lyra.
Lyra held out her hand, and it swam straight toward her, brushing its cool, soft mouth gently against her fingertip like a sweet kiss.
Lyra tilted her head, watching it curiously.
There was absolutely no trace of that dominant, territorial personality.
After playing with the fish for a moment, Lyra remembered her unfinished rounds and held out the food for Draven.
Draven thanked her and took the items.
Lyra pointed toward the hallway and jotted down a note. “I’ll finish delivering everything first. Can the little fish come play with me for a while p>
Draven could not have been more willing.
“Of course
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Lyra tapped her right shoulder, and the tiny red fish settled softly onto the fabric, perfectly still.
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She waved goodbye to Draven/and continued on her way, accompanied by her two little companions, until she reached Cedric’s cell door.
Cedric looked slightly stunned to see her arriving with food.
“You brought so much p>
Lyra smiled and patted her stomach playfully, signing that no one should go hungry.
Cedric whispered a quiet, grateful thank-you.
Lyra shook her head dismissively.
She heard soft whimpering noises from inside the cell and peeked in.
The large dogs had caught her familiar scent and stared eagerly toward the door, eyes full of anticipation.
Lyra smiled warmly, suddenly itching to pet their fluffy fur.
She wrote a quick question for Cedric.
“Do they still have enough food p>
Cedric’s smile turned strained at the inquiry.
Lyra’s brows pulled together at once.
She turned, grabbed an armful of bread, and pushed it through the cell window.
She wrote again, “They should be able to eat these, right p>
Cedric rushed to reassure her. “That’s more than enough, thank you so much p>
The second the scent of fresh food hit the air, the dogs erupted into excitement, scrambling over one another to eat, clearly starved.
Cedric hurried forward, bending down to try and calm their chaotic scramble, struggling to keep order.
Watching his flustered, harried attempts, Lyra scratched the back of her neck guiltily.
She’d only made things worse.
A sudden idea popped into her head.
She tapped the little red fish resting on her right shoulder, flicking her gaze toward the rowdy dogs.
Her gesture was clear: Go distract them.
The red fish hesitated, slumping lazily against her shoulder for a moment before finally floating slowly
into the cell.
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Lucia Morh
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.