The Thing POV

I'm not stupid enough to know that I should stay, it's more than clear that my owner knows who I am, and I think he only bought me because of that. Soren turns to me, comes closer and raises his hand to touch my face.

"What's your name, child?" Soren asks me.

His voice is melodious, and I instinctively feel reassured, but this only puts me on alert and I raise my barriers even higher. I think he's using some kind of command, I see him sigh.

"I wanted to protect you... When I smelled you for the first time, I almost went mad... I felt jealousy,...