Under the intense sunlight, the white tiger’s silver pupils shrunk to narrow slits that could barely be seen. However, strong feelings of love unreservedly radiated from his eyes.

Damien placed the animal skin on the ground, then helped Irina to sit down on it. “Sit here and pay attention to the river. If you see any animals come close, let me know.”

Irina looked towards the river. The jungle was dense with foliage, preventing one from seeing what was inside and giving one a sense of crisis.

Irina nodded cautiously. “Okay.”

Damien picked up his stone blade, then walked to the wheat field and started harvesting.

Winston held back the...