บท 315: 315-She Is A Keeper

Norman:

I stayed behind the tree, watching her close her eyes. I gestured at the warrior to play the recording of the lycan howling again. It may have been around 7 PM, but she didn't know. I had been noticing that she wanted to do great and learn to fight, but she was always busy with other stuff.

She needed a push, at least that much I had learned. After what she did this morning, I felt really guilty for ever seeing her in the wrong light. I guess I was angry at her at first, but the minute she thought it was Emmet and decided not to use the footage, she had earned so much respect in my eyes.

She was a ride or die, wasn't she?

That innocent face was not just a symbol of beauty but courage, determination, and loyalty.

"Maximus is lucky!" If somebody heard me say that, they would never believe their ears. I wasn't the type to usually praise a girl, especially Helanie.