Earl instinctively shut his eyes when a fretful chill crawled down his spine the moment he was pulled behind the stone pillar.
But then mustering a bit of strength to blink them open, the first thing he saw was a pair of familiar amber red eyes right in front of him, gazing ardently into him.
The person who had caught him was none other than Zion!
And the moment Earl caught sight of Zion, standing beneath the dim dormitory lights, all of a sudden his tensed body eased up a little, as he could finally breathe.
Until now, while running away from those mysterious footsteps chasing after him, Earl had almost hitched his breath.
But now he inhaled deeply a few times, forcing himself to calm down.
Moreover, that familiar scent of sandalwood and jasmine wafting from Zion felt rich and intoxicating along with the cold night breeze, while it soothed Earl's frayed nerves almost immediately.
