Chapter Eighty-two: Kill Leander.

"What wedding? Wedding with who?" Helia laughed. "You never told us you had a love interest in Wulfe before you left. Who is it? Why am I asking? I haven't met many werewolves, so I wouldn't know."

"Love." Danica turned to Rendall. "Is she crazy?"

"Seems like it," Rendall answered and his heart squeezed in pain.

‘You are going too far,’ his wolf growled.

‘I know,’ he thought to himself. He was in so much sorrow and was trying his best to stop himself from showing it.

"What's going on here?" Helia laughed nervously, hoping that it was not what she was thinking.

"My wedding with Rendall is around the corner." Danica looked up at Rendall and smiled at him and he smiled back at her.

"Do we now do April fool's day in the wereworld? I thought it was only a human thing, plus I don't think it's April fool's day. The month isn't even April, or is it?" Helia hit her head. "Gosh! I spent a lot of time in that dungeon and I've lost track of time."

"It isn't April fool's day, stupid cat!" Danica