Chapter 22

Why do her eyes have to be so red?

Myrtle, lying on the bed while I was in the closet getting dressed after a shower, remarked, "It's good that she's awesome at fighting."

"Hade filled you in already?" I asked with a smirk on my face.

There was a "yep" in her response.

Hade, exhausted from the battle, was still in there washing off. After everything his body went through, I knew he'd appreciate a massage. The death toll from that war was unfathomable. We lost some good warriors today, and even though they died a death of honor, a death is still a death. I attempted to keep close to Amber during the conflict, but hell, she didn't; she definitely could hold herself in a fight.

Myrtle climbed across my lap and straddled me as I sat on the bed next to her. Oh, my God, she was an angel. Being a physic wolf, I'm relieved Daisy didn't have to watch today's conflict.

"Well, did Hadey tell you that we're meeting her tonight?" With my hand still i