Chapter 580

Ryan didn't want to go against Camelia's orders and upset her, so he obediently unbuttoned his shirt. As soon as he took off his shirt, the first thing Camelia noticed was his well-defined biceps and his chiseled chest. It was these sturdy muscles that allowed Ryan to hunt down and kill one prey after another. A blend of apprehension and intrigue gripped Camelia. She couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the muscles. She wondered if they were indeed as hard as rocks. While thinking of that, her heart pounded rapidly in her chest. Ryan turned his body around and exposed his back to Camelia. She looked at his back and found it was riddled with injuries akin to a child's messy scribbles. Some of the wounds still looked fresh, while others had already scabbed over. It seemed like Freya's wormwood treatment was rather effective. Although Camelia was relieved about it, her heart ached with a bittersweet mix of sadness and gratitude. If Ryan hadn't selflessly thrown himself into