For a few minutes, they walked in silence, but she could feel him glance at her frequently.
"Is there something you want to say?" she asked.
"If it wouldn't offend."
She smiled over at him. "Of course not. Go for it."
His smile was small. "The pack probably won't know what was said today, so on behalf of them, thank you. You didn't have to defend us."
Stopping in the middle of the street, she looked at him. He stopped with her, eyes cool and calm. "Actually, I really don't know why I felt like I had to. I guess it's because I was sort of thrown into this by my parents. Not to mention, you guys aren't vicious animals. You're still people with feelings. Just a different way of life. And, in human terms, Deucalion is my husband. Though we're not in love, I feel like he still deserves res
