Chapter 3 - The Gentle Touch
Sophia took slow, soft steps across the Persian rug. Her small pink shoes made no sound against the heavy fabric. She held her teddy bear tightly against her chest with her left arm while extending her small right hand forward.
Titan turned his massive head toward her, his low growl echoing through the quiet room like rolling thunder. He locked his lethal gaze onto the five-year-old girl, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air.
The guards drew their weapons, expecting the guard dog to tear the girl apart in a fraction of a second.
"It's okay, big boy..." Sophia said in a sweet, gentle voice that rang soft and clear through the tense room. "...you're just scared for him."
She didn't show an ounce of fear. She didn't hesitate.
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As Titan leaned forward, his massive jaws inches from her face, Sophia softly pressed her small palm right onto the top of his broad, black-and-tan head, gently smoothing down the fur between his ears.
👉 What miraculous change happened to the ferocious beast under the girl's touch?
