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Chapter 38: Elodie

"Let's take a break," said Sawyer.

"Again? We just stopped an hour ago."

"You should have some jerky."

"I just had trail mix at the last stop," I grumbled. Since he'd managed to get oatmeal down me back at camp, he'd been foisting food on me every hour or so.

"Werewolves have much faster metabolisms. You have to keep refueling."

He handed me the jerky. I glared at him but tore open the bag and started chewing, more because it seemed to make the strain around his eyes ease a little than because I was hungry. In truth, my stomach was still pretty raw and unsettled after the partial shift this morning. My strength had mostly returned, but I wasn't at all as steady on my feet as I was accustomed and my wolf and I were still wary with each other.