“Anyway, I obviously had no idea Jasper was the wolf half of Bastan, let alone that such a thing existed. Oddly, though, I knew I was safe with him. It’s this weird feeling I’ve gotten with almost everyone here.” She peers into my eyes, and I briefly wonder if I’m one of the few she doesn’t feel safe with. Maor whimpers in my mind at the thought. “I tried protecting him, tried to get him to run. Instead, he ended up saving me. I mean, I got shot, but it would have been a lot worse if not for Jasper. Then a grenade went off, and Jasper was lying on top of me naked. Then I was darted. Then I woke up here.”
A roar ripped through me before I could hear her last sentence. I knew my eyes were glowing with Maor at the front and center right now. We both glared down at Bastan, who didn’t seem to
