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“Kind of. He won’t remember all the good memories you have of him. He’ll be different. Some friends of mine are keeping him upright now, trying to remind him he has a human side. He’ll be a disaster the rest of his life. Because of me.”
“But he’s alive?” she whispered.
Garret’s jaw clenched, and he nodded once.
“Good. Thank you.”
He huffed a humorless laugh and shook his head. “Woman, you don’t understand anything.”
“What don’t I understand, Garret?”
“I killed him. I killed his legacy, I destroyed his memories. I filled him with confusion, and he will probably take a life. Hell, he’ll probably take a dozen lives before he breathes his last breath. I took the good parts of Roy and I destroyed them, and I knew what I was doing. Biting him was the most selfish thing I’ve ever done.”
“Then why did you do it?” she asked.
“Because he…” He glanced at her, and away.
“Because he what?”
Garret inhaled deeply and smacked the reins on the mules’ backs. “Hup.”
“Because he what?” she asked again, already knowing the answer. “Man up, Garret. Say it. Because he what?”
“Because he was like a father to me too.” His voice was filled with snarl. “He wasn’t just good to you, Eliza. He was who I ran to. I couldn’t just watch him bleeding out in that dirt. I couldn’t. I’m not strong enough to do that shit.”
“Good,” she repeated. “Thank you.”
“You don’t even fuckin’ understand.”
“I do understand that you werewolves are testy, and atrocious on a good day, but I bet my bonnet you thought about my story of Sammy last night, and a part of you remembered that old bluetick hound. Am I right?”
She arched her eyebrow and waited for an answer.
Garret didn’t look happy about it, but he nodded once. “I remember now.”
“Great. I’ll remind Roy of the good times, too.”
“Stubborn woman.”
“Stubborn man!”
He gritted his teeth hard and his jaw clenched with his anger, but she waited, just staring at his profile until the tension left his shoulders. He huffed a single laugh.
Eliza grinned.
“You’re a pain in the ass,” he muttered.
“Thank you.”
He laughed, and this time it sounded genuine and unstrained. “Jesus, woman.”
“You shouldn’t take the Lord’s name in vain.”
“Says the woman who said ‘fuck’ yesterday.”
“I guess we’re both goin’ to hell then, werewolf.”
“Do you listen to the things you say?”
