Chapter 39

Megan clapped Charmaine gently on the shoulder. "Thank you. Take care of yourself, I know this must be hard on you."

"This is not the worst pack to be officiating a challenge in," she said. "Goodnight, Megan."

With that, Megan let her go. She was glad Charmaine had stopped her. She felt far calmer now than she had been. Now, she'd be able to wish Master well instead of shouting at him like she'd wanted to.

Her wolf sent an image to her with a general musing feeling, like she was mulling over something she needed Megan's input in. The image was a neck with two mating bites, one on each side. "I don't know how that would work," Megan said aloud, her cheeks heating. And now wasn't the time to think about it.

She walked over the crest of the amphitheater and headed to Master's hut. When she neared it, she heard voices arguing.

"... be alpha, it's my job as second to make sure she, and everyone else, is trained." Elvin's voice.

"Training, is that