Chapter 43

• *Keera*
• If anyone had told me I would get to a point where I would enjoy spending time with a six year old, I would definitely have laughed in their faces. If they'd been more specific and said that the six year old in question was a werewolf pup, I might have even cut their heads off. But here, I was actually spending time with one of the spawns of the species which is to not be named. I slanted a glance at Ellie from my spot on a small bean bag in the room. She was lying on her stomach on my bed, her nose stuck in her damn coloring book.
• I swear she was obsessed with that stuff.