#Chapter 69: Bearer of Bad News

Atwood

The weekend passes quietly. Ruby seems to have enjoyed our outing, although it also seems that something has been on her mind since we split up in Greenwood. I won’t press for information, though; if there’s one thing I’ve learned recently, it’s to let Ruby figure certain things out on her own time.

I spend most of the weekend working, although I do make an effort to spend a little bit of time with Ruby each day. I want to be near her and make her feel comfortable, so I try to dine with her at least once a day. If there wasn’t a blizzard outside, I would ask her to go on walks through the woods, perhaps even in our wolf forms; but it’s too dangerous, since the Bears are far more powerful during the harsh winter. Still, it seems that she is growing more comfortable with me, since she’s been spending more time reading by the fireplace in my study while I work.

It’s Monday now, and Ruby is at school.

I’m in my study, finally nearly caught up on all of the paperwork that I fell beh