chapter 23

“Hello?” A voice I would now recognize anywhere called into the tent.

I stood. “Alec?”

He opened the flap. “I would ask if you’re decent, but it’s not like I didn’t carry you naked for three miles.”

“Wait, what?” That was news to me. “You said I was a wolf when you found me.”

“You were, as was I, but you shifted back as soon as I growled at you. You gotta work on your wolf’s ability to stand up for herself,” he said.

“Well, that would have been helpful information when we first met,” I said.

“Not really, you couldn’t do anything with it. I’m going to wager you still couldn’t. Sheila said she wanted to have you work with Greta.” He held up a pair of boots. “She also said you needed these.”

The black combat boots in his hands were practical, sturdy, and looked like they could do some damage if I ever needed to kick someone while wearing them. Basically, they were my dream shoes. I crossed the tent and took the shoes from him. “Thanks.”

A quick glance at the tag let me know they were exa