Moonlight felt a rush of goosebumps over her skin, too shaken to understand what was happening. Questions after questions paraded through her mind.
"Denver?" Moonlight could not believe it when Denver rose to his feet and glared at his father. He knew Alpha Denzel would have indeed stabbed him in the heart, forcing him to step out of his disguise.
"How long have you been healed?" Denzel asked, a mix of emotions flooding through him.
Hearing all those reports, the only person who kept coming to mind was Denver. He wished to have done this the last time the Wendigos were found, but nothing had happened since then, allowing them to enjoy a lot of peace.
Denver responded casually, "Three weeks after the incident, I got my wolf, and he healed me." Moonlight felt her knees weaken.