More figures emerged from the manor.
A young woman with short red hair and crimson eyes, her athletic build moving with a warrior's grace. Kaida.
A cat-girl with silver hair and golden eyes, her ears twitching as she took in the newcomers. Bella.
And finally, a woman with pink hair and pink eyes, her curves generous and her expression nervous. Elara.
All of Viktor's wives, gathering to greet the new arrivals.
Vivian's knees felt weak. Her head spun, trying to count, trying to process.
'How many wives does this man have?!'
"Welcome," Helena said softly, stepping forward with that maternal warmth that came so naturally to her. She looked at Vivian, her brown eyes kind despite the bizarre situation. "You must be exhausted. Please, don't be afraid."
"We won't hurt you," Mira added, her green eyes sharp but her tone friendly. "Viktor's... intense. But he takes care of his people."
