“We didn’t manage to catch him.” Caleb said, giving me a sideways glance. We were walking back to the pack house, Caleb had wanted to carry me but I was sick of being the damsel in distress all the time so he settled for holding my hand, our fingers entwined together. I was also feeling a lot better now that whatever had been lacing Connors teeth had worn off. My broken arm was also healing nicely, the skin where the bone had broken through all new, fresh, pink and smooth. This fast healing ability was definitely a perk I could get on board with.
“Catch who?” I asked, giving him a puzzled look, wondering what on earth he was on about. I was absolutely starving and despite my fairly traumatic experience all I could think about was food.
Caleb frowned at me. “Connor?” He said. “Who else w
