The First Dragon God-Chapter 113: Fiona’s Return

Fiona’s paws pressed softly against the cracked pavement as she walked toward the residential building. The familiar scent of home filled her senses, mixing with the distant traces of the city’s decay. But she wasn’t alone.

The moment she stepped into the vicinity, she felt the weight of familiar gazes locking onto her.

The wolves.

She kept moving, her steps unhurried. She had expected this.

And just as she predicted, the door to the building creaked open. One by one, the pack stepped out, their eyes gleaming under the dim evening light.

They didn’t rush to her.

Instead, they walked toward her in a slow, measured pace, their bodies tense with curiosity.

Fiona came to a halt, her golden eyes steady as the pack encircled her. Their noses twitched, their ears flicked as they took in her scent—assessing, questioning, wondering.

They knew she had left for something important.

They knew she had refused their silent offer to follow.

Now, they wanted answers.

Fiona didn’t move. She let them do as they pleased, allowing them to take in everything they needed to.

She understood their worry.

And she would ease it.

The moment passed, and then, one by one, the wolves took a step back. Their heads lowered slightly—not in submission, but in acknowledgment.

She had changed. She had grown.

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And they knew it.

Fiona lifted her head toward the sky and let out a long, deep howl.

It was a sound of return, of completion, of strength.

….

He didn’t hesitate. The moment he heard the howl, he pushed himself up from the couch, ignoring the protests from his aching body. His heart pounded, his mind already racing.

Fiona.

He staggered slightly, but Ves was already beside him, steadying him with a firm grip.

"Leo, wait—" she was startled.

Since after the mutant ape, it has been a while since Leo has been injured to this extent. Unlike last time, during the fight with the mutant ape, where his consciousness was taken into that dark space and after coming to,he found himself fully healed from the life threatening injuries, this is the first time that he’s facing the full brunt of a life threatening injury.

But still, he’s holding strong as his innate skill, [Regeneration], has already taken care of most of the injuries.

If it was someone else that suffered the amount of injuries he suffered in his fight against the Evolved Rank tree, they would still be unconscious. And that is if they somehow miraculously survive the fight.

Leo slowly walked towards the window, with Ves supporting him. When he got to the window, he looked out the window of his room, catching a view of Fiona as she stood in the middle of a circle made by the wolf pack.

He saw how their heads were lowered in respect, and he couldn’t help but smile.

"She’s back," he said with a laugh.

Ves glanced at him, her worry still evident, but she said nothing. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to stop him from going down to see Fiona in his condition.

She helped him move, guiding him out of the room and toward the elevator, her grip steady even as he leaned heavily on her.

Step by step, they made their way down to the ground floor of the building.

…..

The elevator doors slid open, revealing the open space of the ground floor.

Fiona was already there, standing with the wolves lined up behind her.

Leo’s breath was caught in his throat when he saw her standing there. He has lived the past two days worried about her and how she was doing.

Even after he woke up this morning and saw through the [Beasmaster’s Bond] panel that she was already at the Evolved Rank, he was still worried.

His thoughts couldn’t help but go back to the day he tamed her. Who knew that they would grow so close in such a short amount of time, and he would start worrying about her.

Leo continued to stare at her and for a moment, the entire world slowed to a stop.

Everything else faded—the faint sound of the city, even Ves’s presence beside him.

It was just the two of them.

Leo and Fiona.

Their eyes met, and in that moment, no words were needed, as their eyes alone told each other everything.

In Fiona’s golden gaze, Leo saw everything—her struggles, her triumphs, the battles she had fought to stand where she was now.

And in his own, she saw what he wouldn’t say out loud—the worry, the pride, the deep, unspoken relief that she had returned.

A thousand words passed between them, yet neither of them spoke.

Then—

Fiona moved.

Slowly, deliberately, she stepped forward, closing the distance between them with measured grace.

Leo bent down slowly and spread open his arms.

Fiona reached him, her eyes never leaving his.

And then, with a soft huff, she snuggled her body into his waiting arms.

Leo’s breath left him in a shaky exhale as he wrapped his arms around her, burying his fingers into the thick fur along her neck.

She was warm. Solid. Real.

A soft, contented growl rumbled in her chest, and he felt it against his ribs, steady and reassuring.

"You’re back," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Fiona didn’t respond, but she didn’t need to. The weight of her presence was enough.

For a long time, they just stood there.

The wolves remained silent, watching their leader embrace the one she had chosen.

Even Ves, Mia, and Miguel—who had followed behind them—stayed quiet, sensing the moment wasn’t theirs to interrupt.

Leo finally pulled back slightly, just enough to look at her properly.

His hands moved over her, checking for injuries, searching for anything different.

No physical changes. No unnatural shifts in form.

She was still Fiona.

And yet—she wasn’t.

He could feel it. The strength beneath her skin, the raw power just beneath the surface of her skin, coursing through her body like an ocean current.

She had evolved and grown stronger.

Leo let out a small, breathless laugh, shaking his head.

"You’ve really outdone yourself, haven’t you?" he murmured.

Fiona flicked her ear, nudging his side in response.

Leo grinned, running a hand through her fur.

"I’m proud of you," he said, his voice filled with nothing but sincerity.

Fiona let out a soft exhale, her tail flickering behind her, slightly, as she snuggled into his arms.

She understood what he had said.

Leo exhaled deeply, his exhaustion finally settling in now that his emotions weren’t running high.

But despite everything—the pain, the fatigue—he felt lighter.

She was home.

Leo let out a small chuckle, rubbing behind her ears.

Ves stepped forward, her sharp eyes scanning Fiona for any changes.

"She didn’t change much physically," she observed.

Leo nodded.

"Yeah, I noticed that too."

Ves tilted her head slightly.

"You expected her to?"

"Not really, but I wasn’t sure." Leo shrugged.

"I actually did expected some sort of physical changes but it seems there will be no physical changes."

Ves nodded, turning to look at Fiona again.

"Still… it’s impressive."

Mia grinned. "She really looks like a queen with the way the other wolves treat her."

Miguel chuckled. "She kinda is."

Leo smirked. "Yeah. And she knows it."

Fiona flicked her ear in amusement, lifting her head slightly, as if embracing the title.

Leo shook his head.

"Alright. I think we’ve had enough dramatics for one day."

Ves shot him a look.

"Says the guy who nearly got himself killed."

Leo raised a finger.

"Hey, I did kill that thing. It just took a little extra effort."

"A little?" Ves scoffed. "You were out for hours."

Leo grinned. "And yet, I’m still alive."

Mia shook her head with a laugh.

"You two should get a room."

Leo and Ves both shot her a glare at the same time.

Mia smirked. "See? Perfect match."

Miguel sighed. "Mia, now’s not the time."

Leo groaned, rubbing his temple.

"Let’s focus on what matters. Fiona is back and her strength is going to be an asset to us."

Ves nodded in agreement.

Leo gave her a knowing look.

"See? You do care."

Ves rolled her eyes. "Shut up."

Leo laughed.

The tension had finally eased.