Argo rushed forward to keep her small form in sight, but it wasn’t easy. Her black coat made it easy for her to glide through the shadows. Eir’s small size made it even easier for her to seemingly disappear as they weaved through the trees that created a mini forest on the manor’s grounds.
His wolf began to breathe heavier as he struggled to keep up while she capered around without a care. Where did she find the energy? Were all indigenous wolves as fast as her?
Pride swelled in his chest at his mate’s prowess and stamina. It was impressive. He wasn’t sure if he could keep out.
‘Damn, they are fast,’ Alexander mused.
‘Yes. Mate is amazing,’ Argo agreed, moderating his pace. It would do no good to wear himself out.
‘What are you doing? We’ll lose them.’
‘No. We won’t. Trust me.’
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