Anindira’s heart, which had been pounding wildly moments ago, was now slowly finding a steadier rhythm, though every breath still came fast and uneven.
“Since when did a jaguar have eyes like that?!” she muttered softly, her voice still shaky.
She stared into the blue *Sapphire eyes of the Predator before her—bright, piercing, as though they held secrets from another world.
“Blue eyes like *Sapphire…
aren’t they similar to the eyes of…
that ‘Sir’?
Strange…
but…
beautiful…”
Her body was still trembling, yet a small spark of courage began to emerge from the depths of her heart.
She laughed at herself, an odd, quivering laugh that nearly broke apart.
“Hehehe…
No way?!…
No…
That’s impossible!”
Her heartbeat had briefly calmed, only to accelerate again, almost matching the rhythm of the jaguar’s feet that looked ready to spring at any moment.
“S-S-SIR!” she shouted, her trembling voice stuttering through the silence of the forest.
“SIR!…
SIR!…
SIR!…”
Her panic became more obvious as she cried out even louder.
“WHERE ARE YOU?!”
No answer came.
Only the whispers of the wind and the rustling leaves filled the empty space.
Anindira remained wary of the massive jaguar before her.
Her head stayed upright, her body rigid, and her eyes moved constantly, tracking every movement the beast made.
But now, fear was beginning to turn into dread as she realized that this world was no longer the world she knew.
The air felt colder than usual.
The forest smelled thick with wet soil and damp leaves.
The dim light of the morning sun made the shadows of the trees appear like giants lurking in wait.
“No…
please…
that can’t be true…
Please…
I’m begging you…
that can’t be true…
I still want to go home…
tell me it isn’t true…
I still have hope…”
Her lips trembled, and tears began to gather in her eyes.
Her small arms wrapped around her bent knees, hugging herself tightly.
It felt as though her energy and hope were slowly slipping away, leaving Anindira alone within the terrifying silence of the forest.
She endured, clinging to the last fragile thread of hope she had left, gripping it tightly as she struggled not to fall into that horrifying darkness.
The black jaguar paused.
Its dark fur shimmered faintly beneath the dim morning light.
Its blue *Sapphire eyes stared sharply at Anindira.
Immediately, it sensed the change in the girl’s energy—the rapid heartbeat, the uneven breathing, the aura of fear radiating from her.
“What’s wrong with her?” the Jaguar murmured inwardly, as though the words existed only for itself.
The Predator’s heartbeat seemed to adjust itself to Anindira’s rhythm, trying to understand what was causing her emotions to worsen.
“What’s happening to her?” the Jaguar continued.
Its body remained calm, but every muscle was prepared to react.
Its long tail moved slowly to maintain balance, while its keen ears caught every whisper of the wind and every hiss of the leaves.
Realizing that the Jaguar was watching her, Anindira shivered atop the tree.
Her body remained stiff.
Her breathing quickened, and beads of sweat began to trickle down her temples.
Her gaze darted around, trying to judge the danger while searching for even the smallest trace of hope.
Yet those blue eyes of the Jaguar pierced through all her defenses, as if asking whether she was safe—or whether she had already surrendered to her own fear.
The Jaguar moved slightly closer, its steps light but steady upon the branch, adjusting its distance so that it remained within Anindira’s sight.
The scent of the morning forest mixed with wet earth and damp foliage filled the air, making all of Anindira’s senses even more alert.
“W-W-What…
do…
y-you want…?
D-Don’t come any closer, please…
Go away…
My meat doesn’t taste good…
Find something else to eat…”
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She gasped for breath.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.
Her heart pounded uncontrollably.
Her hands shook as she held onto the branch, while her feet were nearly losing their footing.
The Jaguar moved slowly.
Every step was steady and silent despite a body twice the normal size.
The dim light highlighted its jet-black fur, creating a tense silhouette among the leaves and mist.
The beast’s breath escaped like thin vapor into the cold morning air.
Its scent reached Anindira’s nose, making her tense even further.
THUMP
Once again, those blue *Sapphire eyes locked directly onto hers.
For an instant, the fear crushing Anindira’s chest seemed to freeze, as though the world itself had stopped turning.
Yet strangely, there was something different within that gaze.
There was no intent to attack.
Only caution and…
concern.
Slowly, Anindira felt the tension within her body begin to ease.
Her previously ragged breathing became steadier, though it still trembled slightly.
She could not look away from the Jaguar’s eyes, and a strange feeling slipped into her heart—a confusing sense of safety amidst overwhelming fear.
The Jaguar stopped a few steps away from Anindira and sat upon the branch, maintaining a posture that was alert yet calm.
Its long tail curled around the trunk.
Its ears moved with every sound of the forest.
Its gaze never left Anindira.
The cold morning breeze brushed gently against her hair, and the scent of wet earth and leaves deepened the almost magical atmosphere.
Slowly, Anindira lowered both hands from the branch.
Her lips trembled slightly.
Tears still lingered in her eyes.
Yet her heartbeat was gradually calming down.
One thing had become clear.
That Jaguar…
was not an ordinary Predator.
The great black Jaguar stepped forward with long, steady strides.
Each step upon the branch sounded soft yet certain, like the gentle chime of an instrument echoing through the silent morning air.
Its body moved with elegance.
Muscles gleamed beneath the fading moonlight, displaying immense strength and an intimidating calmness at the same time.
Anindira held her breath.
Her hands still gripped the branch.
Her body trembled.
Those blue *Sapphire eyes stared at her intensely, but there was something strange within that gaze—not merely a predator observing its prey, but something closer to judgment, curiosity, even fascination.
“What is this girl thinking now?!” the Jaguar muttered inwardly.
Its voice sounded clearly within Anindira’s mind, startling her.
“I’m genuinely puzzled by her behavior.
What could possibly amaze her that much…
it can’t be because of my appearance, can it?!”
Anindira lowered her gaze for a moment before looking back into the Jaguar’s eyes.
Holding her breath, she tried to interpret the animal’s sudden shake of its head.
“U-Um…
J-Jaguar, did you just shake your head?” she murmured in a trembling voice, her brows furrowing as she tried to understand the gesture.
“Was I wrong?
Mr.
Jaguar…
it feels like you’re making fun of me?!”
The Jaguar turned its head away, ignoring her words, its long tail swaying lazily through the air.
It approached a piece of clothing lying on the branch, as though it recognized something.
The morning sunlight reflected off its black fur, creating a dark bluish sheen across its back.
“Th-That’s…
that’s the clothing that man was wearing!” Anindira exclaimed, completely forgetting the fear she had felt moments earlier.
Her body straightened.
Her eyes widened.
Her breath came quickly from a mixture of fear and curiosity.
“Mr.
Jaguar!”
Anindira called out, her voice echoing among the trees and nearly breaking the forest’s silence.
“Are you really him?!”
The Jaguar stopped several steps in front of her.
Those blue *Sapphire eyes stared at Anindira with an intensity that sent a shiver through her blood, as though they could see directly into the depths of her heart.
The morning wind swept through her hair, carrying the fresh scent of the forest mixed with damp earth.
“SIR!…
SIR!…
SIR!” Anindira cried.
Her voice grew increasingly frantic.
“WHERE ARE YOU?!”
The sound came out hoarse as her heart raced wildly.
The Jaguar merely turned its head away and lifted it high, as though evaluating something.
Then a whisper appeared within his thoughts.
“Out of all the women in existence, why did I have to Imprint on someone as strange as her?!”
Anindira swallowed hard, her body trembling.
She had already begun to suspect that this great Jaguar was the same being as the young man who had saved her.
Yet her mind refused to accept the truth.
Logic and instinct were clashing against one another, throwing her heart into confusion.
Her head remained upright.
Her eyes continued scanning every movement of the Jaguar, every snapping twig, every shifting shadow beneath the morning light.
She tried to calm herself, holding her breath and maintaining her balance atop the fragile branch.
“Idiot, what are you doing?!”
The sharp, urgent rebuke rang out.
“Watch your footing!”
The Jaguar suddenly leaped forward with lightning speed.
Its massive body shot across the branches as the wind whistled around it.
Startled, Anindira instinctively leaned backward, but her foot nearly slipped from the fragile edge of the branch.
Her heart felt ready to explode.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood upright.
Every movement the Jaguar made was incredibly fast yet perfectly controlled.
Each step was graceful and secure despite its large, muscular body.
Its blue *Sapphire eyes remained fixed on Anindira, filled with caution and concern.
A strange warmth slipped into her chest and mingled with her fear.
Fate and mystery seemed to merge into a single moment frozen within the morning air.
Anindira froze.
Her body became rigid.
Her breath caught in her throat.
Her heart pounded so hard it felt as though it might burst from her chest.
Suddenly, the aura surrounding the creature changed.
The air stirred violently.
Leaves scraped against one another.
The morning wind swept through Anindira’s hair, forcing her to hold her breath.
A thin light reflected from its black fur and shone toward her face.
WHOOSHHH—
The sound rushed through the trees like a powerful gust of wind.
Anindira’s eyes widened.
Her body stiffened.
What she was witnessing seemed to defy all logic.
The black Jaguar…
began to tremble.
Its body shortened.
It shrank.
And slowly…
it transformed.
Within seconds, the dark black fur faded away.
Its form became smaller, then changed completely.
Standing before Anindira now was the same handsome young man who had saved her the day before.
His black hair remained slightly messy.
His captivating blue *Sapphire eyes were as sharp as ever.
His body was muscular and powerful.
The aura surrounding him was every bit as overwhelming as the Jaguar’s had been.
Anindira swallowed.
Her eyes barely blinked.
For a moment, her heart seemed to stop.
Then it raced even faster than before.
The young man caught Anindira just as her foot nearly slipped from the high branch.
His hands were strong and steady, holding her with such precision that she did not fall despite being dozens of meters above the ground.
His body felt warm and stable.
Yet the sheer strength he possessed left Anindira utterly stunned.