Chapter 295 The Thrill Of The Hunt
- Noah
- For the millionth time that morning, Noah’s gaze drifted from the stack of papers on his desk to the stretch of forest that was visible through the office window.
- The afternoon light filtered through the trees, casting that familiar, deep green hue over the landscape. Just seeing the expanse of forest, the rustling branches swaying in the breeze, made something primal stir inside of him.