Christopher Moore entered the room and, upon seeing Ruby Mercer, his originally cold eyes instantly warmed, gazing tenderly at the woman on the bed.
The room was dark, but it did not hinder the Wolf's movement. Like a wolf, Christopher Moore's eyes glowed with green light as he slowly walked to Ruby Mercer's side.
He gently caressed Ruby Mercer's face, white and flawless like jade, and inadvertently, Christopher Moore noticed a silver thread by Ruby Mercer's lips...
Upon seeing this, Christopher Moore couldn't help but chuckle, his thin lips murmuring, "What a little cutie, drooling."
Christopher Moore took off his suit jacket and lay gently behind Ruby Mercer, carefully threading his long arm under Ruby Mercer's neck, letting her rest on his arm.
The other long arm naturally wrapped around Ruby Mercer's slender waist, gently caressing her increasingly rounded belly.
"Sleep, goodnight, my little cutie!"
