Chapter 41

Tristan Cole

It seemed as though Freya had finally realized that Cassie was naked. She tried to hug her one way, and then another. Eventually she gave up and just patted Cassie's shoulders. I laughed and so did Cassie. Both of us were used to seeing other members of the pack naked. It didn't faze us at all, but poor Freya had turned bright red with embarrassment, and it was so darn cute. Cassie stood up to walk away, and as she did, she shouted out,

“And besides, I needed an excuse to kick Amber's ass.”

We all chuckled while she walked back towards the main house.

“So, the little black wolf was Amber?” Freya asked me.

“Yeah,” I replied while taking her hand into mine.

“Oh no. Is she Okay? You didn't. You didn't kill her, did you?” She said quieter and quieter until the last bit of the sentence was almost inaudible.

“No, of course not. Although, I might have if my father hadn't have stopped me,” I said as I gazed into her eyes with slight reg