Chapter 41: The Protector's Power

Sunlight filtered through the grimy windowpane, casting a harsh light on the unfamiliar room. Lydia stirred beneath the rough blanket, her mind replaying the events of the previous night. A blush warmed her cheeks as she remembered Lito's gentle touch, his fiery eyes softened with concern. The awkward silence that followed had stretched into the late hours, leaving her with a mix of embarrassment and a strange, newfound longing.

Outside the door, Lito stood sentinel, his wings folded neatly behind him. He had barely slept, his thoughts consumed by the image of Lydia's vulnerable beauty and the unexpected intimacy they had shared. The soft sounds of movement from within told him that she was awake. He straightened his posture, a flicker of anticipation in his usually stoic gaze.