Chapter 17

“I’ll survive, which is more than Dimas did,” Sand replied dismally.

“Yes, you will.” Andre stroked Sand’s bowed shoulders. “His death is not your fault. He wanted to stop the insanity as much as you do, and from what you told me, he volunteered to learn what he could. We may never know how Estebe found out, but do not take the blame. It will weaken you when we need your strength.”

Sand straightened, looking at Andre, and nodded. “I know you’re right but it’s hard. He was the only friend I had when I left…was kicked out of the pack.” He sighed. “I haven’t made any true friends since then. Not that I want to, since everyone I know is human. If they even suspected there’s something different about me…Well, you know about that I’m sure.”

“Yes. We move on before their suspicions are confirmed.” Andre took Sand’s hands in his. “You do have friends now—me and Thorin.”

“Thorin tolerates me, because of you,” Sand said. “I’m not so sure he’ll ever move beyond that.”