James had asked her a few questions, on the way to the pack, but nothing more than that. Elizabeth hadn't minded answering, and truthfully, she thought it was good for her. And for him.
If they both knew the other had a fiancé, if they both spoke about them, they wouldn't focus on each other, and disrespect their vows.
They were silent the rest of the drive through.
They pulled up to the boundary, and there was no way she would have known that except that the truck in front of them slowed down, and then passed through a thicket of trees, coming out at a clearing, and then stopped.
They pulled up next to them, and everyone climbed out of the truck.
The Sycamore wolves went first, though there wasn't much to worry about. There were no guard wolves that ran them down. Elizabeth almost st
