Kapitel 317: Pitch Black Eyes

With the wind whipping through his feathers, Ivan spread his massive wings and soared into the vast, night sky, not waiting for a second to inform the rest of where he was heading to– he barely knew the location himself. The ache of separation fueled his flight as he desperately sought the location of his little lamb's scent, whilst he looked below the expanse, narrowly avoiding the fireworks shot into the sky. He knew her scent regardless of how faintly he perceived it, and the way his heart responded almost immediately cleared his doubt.

The air carried whisper's of her presence, a familiar floral scent that tugged at his heartstrings. It seemed likely unbelievable that she was this close to him, but he refused to take it as another one of his hallucinations.