Stella kept watch on Caleb as he slept, moaning in his sleep every now and again.

She eyed him, curiously--wondering why he staggered out of the ball at all when all of the women were wooing him.

He was injured, but she was able to heal him quickly--having not only knowledge of human medicine, but her own internal wolf powers.

A grunt and a movement caught her off guard as Caleb tried to sit up, but she pulled him back to the bed.

"Where are we?"

"At my private cottage," Stella smiled, "We'll stay here for a few more days. I will,-"

"NO!"

Startled, Stella moved away as Caleb's eyes glowed yellow.

"We tell no one.  I want to be alone with you," Caleb huffed, "Let them think we're dead."