Chapter 43

• RALPH
• As I sped down the road, the dense forest on either side blurred into a greenish-brown haze. My mind was already crowded with the thoughts of the tasks awaiting me at the Werewolf Council state, but my heart tugged me back to Keilah. Last night's conversation replayed in my mind, her soft voice, the way she looked at me with a mixture of scepticism and hope. Her vulnerability and her laughter had all left an indelible mark on me.
• I hope you meant every word you said to her. My wolf finally spoke up after ignoring me since yesterday. I thought you were dead. I teased. Not yet, but I will if you don't fulfil your promises. He said.