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JESSE
I jolted upright at Caspar's words in my mind. I'd been half dozing in the warmth of the sun, my belly finally feeling comfortable, though I certainly had more room for food. I gasped in pain at the movement, having forgotten about my leg in my drowsiness. As the sparks cleared from my vision, I noticed the wolf standing on the rock shelf. His head was tilted in confusion and he glanced between Caspar and me.
We've been waiting for you, Caspar had said. After his announcement that he'd been looking for me, he'd refused to speak again, no matter how many questions I asked him, vocally and mentally. He'd been looking for me and waiting for this wolf. What the hell was going on here? Was this some kind of weird a*s conspiracy? Had Caspar actually intended to hurt me and then hand m
