"Nwo! Elh ish nwot guiltwy! (No! El is not guilty!)" Ainsley immediately stood in front of Elliana and spread her arms wide. The child looked up at the adults with a glare.
Even after she entered the Sloan Family at the age of 12 thanks to someone in the family noticing her talent, she didn't have anyone protecting her. It was her who protected others.
Finley might look like a boy outside, but he's still a young man inside. Of course, he wasn't flustered when Ainsley was around, because she's still only three years old.
"Eh, you seem to want us to snatch it back?" Under Ling Chuxi's repeated reminders, the blockhead seemed to have thought of something. He scratched the back of his head and said strangely.
"Hummm, if you're curious, I'll tell you." The huge wolf spoke in a low voice. His voice sounded powerful and cool, but he couldn't hide the hint of teasing in his tone. "My lifespan is about to end, anyway. I need you."
Maybe he could be said to be as handsome as Zayn Malik in Ainsley's previous life. Or even more handsome. That sharp eyes and refined jawline is giving him a tremendous sex appeal.
Her surroundings were pitch black with no lights at all, except from the memory stream lining up on her left, right, above and below her body, looking like star systems in the universe.
Ainsley felt a crushing defeat even before she started a battle. Her confidence that soared to the sky fell to hell when she first stepped into the hall.