Chapter Twenty

She noticed Danshak slowing down ahead of her and she did her best to pick up her speed and catch up with him. When she did, he glanced at her before looking straight ahead again.

“Are you tired?” He asked without looking at her.

“Not really. I think I’m just out of shape,” she said.

“You do not look out of shape to me. You look perfect in both werewolf and human form.”

The unexpected compliment warmed her insides, and Erin wondered if he could see her blushing under her fur. Who would have thought that the stone-cold Danshak was capable of dishing out compliments?

“Do you want me to carry you?”

His question surprised her. “Would you? There’s no way you will be able to keep up with the others with me on your back. I don’t want to slow you down.”

“This is not a competition. We are going home and what matters is that we get there alive. Jump on my back, let me carry you.”

Erin was touched by his concern for her. Danshak may not have a single romantic bone in his body, but he clearly car