CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE
Before the conversation can progress much further, I hear the sounds of the soldiers returning.
Along with them are Sarah’s wolves who pad over to her and rub against her in lazy motions as if in greeting. Two of them wander over and give my face a few licks before settling down at my feet.
I see Sarah look in my direction and for a moment, I feel as if her face has softened when’s he sees Kayla holding on to me. But when I blink, she’s already looking away.
A trick of the mind, I assure myself.
Kayla pets one of the wolves and I ask, idly, “What happened to that wolf pup that you used to carry around?”
She blinks before letting out a childish laugh, “He was a she. She mated with one of Sarah’s wolves and has a lot of pups of her own. She brings them to all the time in my room.”
I give her a blank look, before saying softly, “Time really has flown by quickly.”
“Yeah,” She snuggles into my side and I give her a fake scowl.