Noah's eyes narrowed sharply.
"Damn it…"
A faint hiss escaped his lips as irritation surged through him.
"That stupid spiked dog… it has implicated me."
His gaze flickered briefly toward the corpse of the spike dog lying not far away.
If that beast hadn't killed the wolf pup—
None of this would be happening.
Noah felt an absurd urge to walk over there and beat the corpse into a pulp.
His fingers even twitched slightly.
'That idiotic mutt…' he thought bitterly.
It had eaten the wolf pup, and now the wolf believed Noah was responsible for everything.
He could already imagine smashing the dog's skull repeatedly just to vent his frustration.
But the thought faded just as quickly.
'…Pointless.'
The thing was already dead.
Beating a corpse wouldn't change anything.
Noah slowly turned his gaze back toward the red-striped wolf standing several meters away.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Tch."
The beast hadn't attacked again.
Not yet.
And Noah knew exactly why.
