Chapter Sixty

He slowly got himself under control, breathing deeply and splashing more cold water on his neck and face. He stood up with the cold washcloth on his neck and looked at Damien. The wolf still hadn't moved, just stared at him. He looked out the window and Elena was standing there looking at the window with her arms wrapped around her chest, and she looked worried. He waved to her that he was okay. Then he turned back to Damien.

"Okay, so that freaked me out. I guess I can understand why tom went nuts and wanted to shoot you."

He heard a growling noise coming from Damien and his face went white.

"I didn't say I agree with what he's done, I just said I understand it."

The growling stopped.

"Okay, I believe you now. Tell Elena to come back inside, I need to sit down and drink another beer."

He stumbled over to the table and sat down. He lowered his head to the cool tabletop and breathed in deep. He heard the front door open and close. He didn't look up when she walked back into the kitchen