Troy
We were back in my territory, only it wasn’t winter. Flower blooms were everywhere, and the warm air spelled of spring rain. I knew the meadow was mine, but I never spent much time in this section of the woods.
“When I had the courage to run my wolf for the first time without you, I found this place,” Kiana said behind me, her voice laced with confusion. “I loved it so much.”
Turning to face her, I was filled with relief and joy. Dressed in a pink gauze skirt and a yellow tank-top, she was so beautiful. So alive. It was all I could do not to scoop her up in my arms and kiss her. “You never told me.”
“We haven’t exactly had a lot of leisure time,” she pointed out. “I thought maybe, if we ever had a mating ritual, we could have it here. It’s nice to see it again even if I have no id
