Kelly left Callum sprawled on the picnic blanket and walked back to the cave. It was decided, they would return in the morning. She smiled and dusted off her clothes. She was dressed in only an over sized t-shirt, since it was the only thing Callum had thought to pack in terms of clothes for their long stay in the cave. She shook her head even as she made her way through the uneven forest floor.
If she had been told at the beginning of the year that in a few months she would have not only been in love but living among werewolves and married to one, she would have recommended that person for psychiatric evaluation.
But there she was, happy, married and only eighteen. And, she never had to deal with Stefanie ever again. She briefly wondered if her father was still at the pack
