Walking after lying in bed for so many days feels strange. I desperately need to stretch, but it would be best not to. Rafael is looking at me, eyes filled with adoration, while he holds his hand to me and I use it as support. Not that I need it really, but I need to keep up with my performance.
He is taking me out of the pack and into the woods. But at this rate, we are not going far, which is not what I need.
- Is something wrong? – Rafael asks me with a glint of mistrust in his eyes. He is onto me.
- N-not really, - I look to the ground when I say that. I have one shot at finding out where we are. Demitry and our pack are somewhere near, but it still makes take it a while for them to figure out the exact location and bring all the warriors in.
- I see that you are lying to me
