“Really fucking poor, actually,” he snapped.
“What are we doing here?”
“You’re fighting the process of healing, and I’m trying to force it on you… I guess,” he said.
“And then what? Once I’m healed, we go our separate ways?”
“I think I’m gonna go back, and if you want to, then you can. If you don’t, I guess you can stay here, or I can arrange for you to go anywhere you want,” he said.
“I don’tneedyou to heal, though,” I said.
“Probably not, but you’re still in denial, and I’m still unsure if they actually believe you’re dead. Ravik will not stop unless you are. Especially if he finds out you know what we are, and I’m sure that dipshit told him,” he said.
I hadn’t really thought about that aspect. We were nearly eleven hours away, but Ravik had to have known where Quinnlyn’s family was from. The thought of someone showing up while I was alone made my stomach churn.
“What’s it like when you turn into a wolf?” I asked.
“Where’d that come from?”
“I didn’t want to talk or think about Ravik… and I’ve been wondering about this.”
“It’s extremely painful,” he said.
“Every time?”
“Yes, every single time.”
“And you have to every full moon and then the first sliver after a new moon?”
“Yes, we call it the beginning of the full moon or the first waxing crescent.”
“Do you eat people?” I shot out.
“What? No,” he said, shaking his head.
“Then what?”
“We don’t have to hunt, but if we do, bears are plentiful in the mountains, as well as hogs… and deer,” he said.
I gulped.
“So, that’s the only time you turn into a wolf?”
“No,” he said.
“What do you mean, no? That’s what the book said.”
“That book was fiction… we have control to transform whenever we want, except those two nights,” he said.
I stared at him, terror settling deep in my chest.
“I’ve scared you,” he said, looking down at the ground.
“A little…” I said.
“A lot… I can smell the fear on you. Your heart is beating twice as fast as it normally does,” he said.
“Youknowthat?” I screeched.