Third Person's POV
Camellia felt the large, firm hand around her waist through her thin clothing, and her face flushed red.
She quickly steadied herself, too shy to meet his gaze.
Lyra, in her mind, rubbed its claws excitedly.
The cedar cologne made her wolf happy.
"Alpha Lionel, thank you," she said.
Lionel casually withdrew his hand and said, "Watch your step while inspecting the pharmaceutical raw materials."
"Sure," she replied.
After that, Camellia focused on the path, afraid of tripping again.
"This is dried periwinkle," said the staff, handing Lionel a piece.
He examined it and passed it to Camellia.
"Take a look."
It looked no different from the samples at Ruiosent this morning. Testing was needed to determine the active ingredient content.
Camellia asked the staff, "W
