“Stop fretting; I’m here; nothing’s going to happen to her while you’re gone.”

“Who says I’m fretting?” I rechecked my bag to make sure I had everything I needed and to avoid Wolf’s all-knowing gaze. It’s true that I was more apprehensive now about leaving her than I was when I first made the decision to go.

Not only because of the rift between us in the last day and a half but because she’d come so close to danger not that long ago. I realized that as much ...