Chapter 8: SCORNED
"Did he just accepted the offer?" I whispered to myself.
I walked into the house and closed the back door in a daze after the reality hit that Conri has accepted the offer. Why did he agree so quickly? I expected him to put up a fight. What was his intention? My mind was in turmoil as I walked to the couch.
There were blankets placed on the side of the couch and my trekking back was next to it. Slouching on the couch for a while, Ilistened in to any movement in his room before preparing the bedding, laying down, and closed my eyes to sleep.
Being a light sleeper had its perks as early hours as I heard the bedroom door open early hours of the morning. I stilled my body, a skill I had learned over the years in the military. I felt his feet padding on the wooden floor as he came to hover over me. He never moved an inch as he stood there, rooted on the spot. A minute later, he turned around and walked to the back glass door, pushed it open, and closed it.
I opened my eyes and pushed my wolf forward with my acute night vision. Conri shifted with his clothes on into a wolf. How the fuck did he do that?
"He is no ordinary wolf," Freki’s voice boasted in my mind.
"You knew it?" I demanded.
"Of course. Do you think I would allow you to be here without knowing who he was?"
"Freki!!!" I yelled at my wolf.