ITHRA
Zadok and I spent the night camped very close to a river.
After everything we’ve been through, we resolved to rest and continue our journey the next day.
“I needed that,” I said, joining him beside the fire after having a much-needed bath.
“That river has got to be the best thing we’ve experienced since we came to this forest.” He joked, and I smiled in agreement.
I looked at Zadok, and I felt my heartbeat increase. I couldn’t pinpoint how exactly I felt for him. He managed to diffuse every doubt I had about him and the werewolf community.
But why was I still afraid to trust him with everything? I couldn’t shake off the guilt in my heart, knowing that I was keeping something from him when he so bravely fought for my life, even when he had an opportunity to bail out.
“What are you thinking about?” Zadok jolted me from my thoughts, watching me with keen eyes.
“Nothing serious,” I said, bowing my head.