Chapter 71 The Painful Wait

[Aimee] What was Ares trying to do? He was ready to kill me, yet he still made me comfortable with blankets. Maybe Ares didn’t want me to hate him so much when I left the world. It felt unnecessary, though. I stayed still, and Kugler lay against the crack. “Never mind him, Aimee. Your health is most important now.” That was right. If I couldn’t last until the night of the full moon, how was Kugler supposed to escape? I wrapped the blankets around myself tightly. It took a while before I started to feel better. Through the air vent, I could tell that it was dark out. Kugler shared with me a lot of the Western Werewolves’ culture, leaving me yearning for the strange land. He said the pack was ruled by a leader, not a king. The leader would gain the people's approval by defeating all warriors who challenged him. Even as a leader, the werewolf could not wear fancy clothes and live in big castles like the Sirian Empire. The Western Werewolves lived in compounds with c