Konrad's POV
Since we left the Cherilith province after lunch, she has been quiet. In fact, it was after I woke up from the mind block. I wonder what happened between her and the f**kėr I call my wolf.
‘Yeah, you are angry because you found your muscle hard.’ Dutch barked a laugh.
I ignored him and brushed off invisible dirt on her shoulder, making her look at me. “Are you okay?”
She sighed. “I am fine. Just worried about my dad.”
Her gaze wasn’t on me when she replied, as if she was contemplating on whether to tell me the real reason.
What could have happened? She was cheerful before Dutch took over control of my body unexpectedly.
‘And I will do it again if you don’t stop talking about it constantly.’ He said with a bored tone, lying on his belly with his muzzle on his paws.
“Kon
