CHAPTER 32

  I cross my arms on my chest. “You didn't answer my question”.

  “I am merely going through some of these piles. I'm trying to collect all of your history books,” He says with a big grin.

  *Jonas*

  “I thought you weren't going to proceed in here until your ankle was better,” Typhon says, rather accusingly in my opinion.

  “I'm not putting the books back on the shelf yet,” I reply, “I'm just grouping them by subject. I'm not using my ankle at all, which, by the way, is nearly healed. I haven't used my cane even once today, and it hasn't hurt me at all”. I turn to Fire Moon and beam. “Oh, and it's lovely to see you again.”

  ‘I do like her,’ Cana says approvingly.

  She smiles and bows in my direction, “Always a pleasure, my dear Jonas.”

  Typhon scowls, “We are here for a purpose, Mr. Whitepaw.”

  “It never occurred to me that you weren't,” I shift my gaze back to Fire Moon, “Have you noticed he likes to call me Mr. Whitepaw or little Alpha when he is irritated with me?”