She did not want him to die. That was the only thought on Rick’s mind. Her words had given him some much-needed comfort. He smiled to himself in the dark cave.
Night had fallen and Owen had left for his own little hideout, where he had been living with another rogue werewolf. He had promised to return the next day. Rick had welcomed his departure, for it meant time alone with Sue, even if there was no hope currently that she would listen to him.
She had been very quiet and reserved for the rest of the day. Rick had watched her but not engaged her in any more conversation. He hoped she took the time to think things through and accept what was to be their life.
Now he watched her as she slept on her side, facing away from him. Even in the dim night light of the cave, his excellent vision
