Chapter Nine

Rae and Keegan walked for what felt like an eternity to her.

She was tired, thirsty, and still hungry. Since he was carrying her bag, she couldn't access her food and in any case, eating out of her stash would mean she would have to share with him since he was kind enough to offer her help. She didn't want to. Yes, it was a selfish way of thinking but she was on her own. She had to think of her survival. It was the only one that mattered.

"We're almost there," he said over his shoulder.

"Do you live alone?" she asked. She had to start asking him questions related to that. She should have done so earlier, actually, before she accepted his help.

"I have a pack."

"You do?"

"Yes," he said, "I've been building it for years. It wasn't easy but I managed. There are a few wolves I don't trust as much but trust isn't essential at the moment. I need numbers to overthrow Negan. After that, I'll decide what to do about the ones that don't please me."

"That's harsh," she said, unable to keep