Chapter Twenty-One – The Plan.
Lydia attempted to touch the wolf for the fourth time but it wriggled out of her hold.
“It doesn’t like you” Margaret spelt out.
Han chuckled but straightened out when Lydia frowned at him. She just wanted to be a bit friendly to it.
Since she has to live, for who knows how long, she might as well familiarize with her ‘husband’s' pets.
Scott came back with some fruits in his bag so she stood up to help him get the bag down.
“No longer mad at me?” he asked as they brought down the bag. She scrunched her face. She couldn’t even remember being mad at him.
“If you meant my decision on my sisters and I staying away from the dwarfs, then yea. I still uphold that. Dwarfs are dangerous” she said, with a filtered British accent.
Scott smiled, “Well, t
