Freedom

Skye crossed the room to Bash and gave him a manly handshake after Millie and Michelle went upstairs. "Good to see you here. You okay?"

Bash nodded. "As well as can be expected." He nodded toward me. "Jessica offered me a position with the pack, and I accepted."

"Congratulations!" Skye said, giving him a pat on the back. "This is a good pack."

Bash let out a deep breath. "So, are they still looking for me? Hell's Fury?"

Skye's expression was suddenly serious. "Yes."

Bash raised an eyebrow. "And do you believe it? That I would turn cannibal?"

Skye shook his head. "No, you're definitely not a Wendigo. I've seen you in your Hellhound form."

"But we were going to try and help with that, too," I interjected.

Bash inclined his head in the direction where Millie went. "Yeah, but it doesn't look like the Healer is going to want to help me anytime soon."