Lily nodded, acknowledging his concern but unwilling to be swayed. “I know he’s scared. Maybe he’s just misunderstood,” she said softly, her eyes never leaving Ranger’s.

Tom exchanged a glance with Lily’s mother, who seemed torn between her instinct to protect her daughter and admiration for her bravery. “Alright,” Tom conceded, “But I’m staying right here.”

With his permission, Lily extended her hand slowly, palm facing down in a non-threatening gesture. Ranger’s eyes flicked from her face to her hand, confusion evident in his gaze. His growl subsided, replaced by a curious whine.