Chapter 139

Kelly was sure that he was dead. 

He felt as though every burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and the only way that could happen would be if he were dead. 

He felt no pain either, and he distinctly remembered being in a lot of pain before he blacked out.

  He opened his eyes and sat up. 

He was in a meadow, alone.

  Or, that is what he thought at first glance, but when he turned to look next to him, a golden wolf was slowly waking up as well. 

He stared in surprise at the familiar, yet strange creature next to him. 

He knew his wolf as well as he knew himself, if not better, but they had never met face to face.

  Now he knew he was definitely dead. 

He and his wolf would only be separated in death, when their souls were freed from the confinement of the single body they shared.

"Hello," he said quietly.

The wolf turned to look at him and whined softly.