Chapter 21

"Sheila! Sheila, where could you be?"

Kloss' mad bark reverberated through the forest as he and his champions hustled between the trees. They had been deceived, tricked away toward the eastern lines by bogus reports of an intrusion. Be that as it may, it had all been a stratagem, an interruption organized by the insidious Margaret. Kloss' heart beat with fear. He needed to track down Sheila and the remainder of the pack. He supplicated he wasn't past the point of no return.

Unexpectedly, a natural wail punctured the air. "Kloss? Is that you?"

"Sheila!" Kloss howled, going toward the sound. He burst into a clearing and she was right there, battered and wounded however alive. Overpowering alleviation overwhelmed through him.

Sheila limped forward, her eyes wide with doubt. "You returned," she murmured. "I thought... I thought perhaps Margaret had caught you. That you were gone until the end of time."

Kloss snuggled her wildly, savoring her aroma. "Never," he snarled. "I'll constantly re