Lilieth

The next day, the matter isn't quite forgotten, and everything—the truth of what happened last night—reveals itself in the most unexpected way.

I feel bad for having leaped to conclusions about the wolf being Wenton. I wouldn't go as far as saying that I'm embarrassed by it. Relief is the better word. Because if that wolf wasn't Wenton, that means he isn't here.

His presence here would be beyond problematic. I don't believe that he'd be the kind of person to reform and try to ...