#Chapter 46: The Hunt

The next morning, blessedly, Elva woke up feeling infinitely better. She bounced around the room without a care in the world. When I told her about her prospective wolf ride, she buzzed with excitement. She wiggled her arms back and forth and jumped up and down on her feet. She pouted when I made her sit down. “You had a serious fever only twenty-four hours ago,” I said. “That’s a hundred years ago,” she countered. She kicked her legs under the chair. “I want to ride a wolf.” “You will. But we have to wait until you are well.” I wasn’t going to take any chances this time, not after what happened. She had gotten sick because of my carelessness. Never again. “But, Mommy…” “Elva. The wolf will still be there tomorrow.” “What if it isn’t?” “It will be.” Keeping Elva safe from sickness was only half of my worry. Since Lena’s threat the night before, I didn’t dare bring her into any location where she would be at risk. Today was the day of the hunt. Our prey was a wild boar. They