Where Are We Going?

"Take a shower and get dressed," Reule ordered.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why do you always ask questions?"

"Of course, I have to, so I know what will happen and where I am going. Isn't that obvious?"

"I will take you back."

"Oh, okay."

"Why do you look so sad? Earlier, you were too confident about going back to your old pack."

It made me feel annoyed that I was shouting when I was saying, "Yes, I want to go back. But you are confusing me with what you want to do. Just a few minutes ago, you said you don't want to be Conri's delivery guy; now you change your mind."

Reule was quiet and looking so serious.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I was right. You don't want to go back. You are just in denial. Anyway, I have not changed my mind. I was testing you, and I think I have got the answer. I will not hand you to Conri that easy; that would not be fun. But you have to take a shower and get dressed. We are going somewhere."