Love By Feral Wolves
a whisper th
g mug of pine tea that Seraphine had thrust into them before disappearing again into the den. The forest was quiet,
en I h
t look lik
pass through the air. It bloomed directly inside
eart hammering.
ught, sharp
, Thorne. You're goi
yn
stared wide-eyed into th
Thorne strode through, his grin wide and u
him, frowning.
ou spoke. Ins
"She's not just mar
shock in his pale eyes. "Only the Moonheart ca
taking a step back. "I wasn't trying
orne. "How strong w
the moment. "Strong enough. She received
aka
or explained. "But words? Words are d
ned. "So now I can rea
h a smile. "Don't worry, you
't lau
, her violet eyes gleaming with wonder. "The
ne please stop saying Moonheart a
ed, and suddenly I was conscious of her thoughts-not words, not sentences,
red. "You are becoming you. The girl
know wh
ing, but the sudden flicker of tension in his e
ear us?" h
id. "When the emo
d to the others.
ms. "Or it means she
etween them, "that she needs
," Seraph
kled behind us. A silenc
say. I didn't know w
ow this: I h
y had h
-
lls of rock shimmered with firefight reflections, and the fur-lined bed was surprisingly comfortable. I sta
s reticence. Even Lazaro's detached gaze. They were all different, but bound together
walked into t
re a
meone external. It
ay to b
?" I wh
Calming, grounding. He had called across the lin
rned inward, towards that subtle hum that filled m
silence
id. But you
nnection d
ears in
ief. But
-
hen Seraphine sat beside me, her hair braided
nor last night
ded s
ou res
even kno
onding is not just listening. I
don't trust
we tea
at the edge of the water. "This is stone
of nothing but cool stone under my sk
aughter in
under a tree
a lullaby over a
ined hands. His t
closing in s
ughts. They were
ands. "Is it al
ut when you're receptive, the forest
if the air itself had ente
"Will it always be this way? Lik
for a very long while. "Only un
rd the den-a gentle thought, not aime
faster than any
ime I
se so
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