Reputation

KACELA

We were gathered in the office at noon the next day, a repeat of our previous meeting.  Lia and Jarrett were also there, waiting for an update.

“So, my idea of bringing Eliot didn’t go so well,” I said, ruefully rubbing the back of my neck where some of the deepest gashes had happened and were still healing. 

Dali had done her best to heal me but I was definitely sore still and she had told me it would take a few days.  Werewolves healed themselves, but not as fast as Lycans.  Lucky beasts.

“We heard,” Jarrett said, his mouth in a slight twist.  “It ended well, though.  Seems like you atoned for your mistake.”

Lia swatted at him.  “Jarrett.  We all make mistakes.  Kacela didn’t have anything to atone for.”

I grinned at the both of them.  “Yep.  I beat a Lycan.  I more than atoned.”

Wyatt squeezed m