As a protective elder sister, Sol's instincts went on alert the moment she noticed Ren.
She had been looking all over for him but didn't expect him to be near that dark corridor in the middle of the night.
After a few seconds, she surged forward, her gaze practically burning a hole through Blake.
"What is going on here?" Sol demanded, her voice a bit authoritative this time.
Before Ren could even utter a syllable of explanation, Sol grabbed her brother by the wrist, fiercely pulling him up from the bench.
She didn't bother to ask any questions.
From her expression, it grew apparent as if she had just seen a massive, dangerous-looking Alpha-type male hovering around her fragile little brother.
"S-Sister, wait! You should meet him first; he has saved me—" Ren tried to protest, his injured foot stumbling as Sol began to aggressively drag him back toward the direction of their dorm rooms.
