---POV Vilkas---
I don't know if I was more shocked that Conri let him just leave like that or the fact that Edon thought this would be a good idea. He has at least a four hundred mile run to do in six hours. He may be fast, but endurance is the name of that game. "I want to go with him." My wolf howled and I pushed myself off the corner of the couch while that mutt continued to plea his case. Bouncing my leg up and down was starting to drive me crazy.
I started pacing the warn hotel floor while Conri sat in front of the plastic, off-grey desk, tapping away on his cell. All cool and calm as per f*****g usual. I think that was making me more irritated than Edon’s ridiculous idea to run back home. Ayame is in pain. “You’re one to talk.” My wolf barked at me. I was concerned. Also, yes. I a
