Chapter Sixty-Three: Calm Before The Storm

"There ya are! What took you guys' a so longs?" Timmy was sitting down, cross-legged, looking up at Morax and me like we were the most prominent villains in his story.

The accusation in his big brown eyes made me feel about two feet tall. It didn't help that I already felt like a moron for sleeping with Morax.

Timmy's eyes seemed to rest on the curled ends of my hair, which were still damp from the river. I carefully kept my gaze straight ahead. I could feel Morax looking at me, leaving it up to me to answer.

"Well?" He pressed, looking annoyed.

Carefully, I sat down on the blanket. The soft fabric was comfortable, clinging to my jeans. It was hard to keep my face expressionless though when I realized I was sore.

With a hint of embarrassment, I coughed sheepishly into my hand.

"Sorry. I had to get cleaned up, training was harder than expected." I explained, as smoothly as I could. Feeling the smallest bit annoyed when I heard the Alpha snort under his breath like a child. At lea