Night falls.
I am in my room, lying in bed.
I can hear the music and laughter of the pack drifting through the trees. They have been enjoying their lives while I have been sitting in my room all evening, watching the shadows lengthen across my floor, pacing, wondering.
And remembering.
I cannot get his gold eyes out of my mind.
I cannot forget his scent.
He smelled as familiar to me as Tomasina or Alia.
As Hunter. As myself.
My mind is full of him.
My body aches for him.
I wonder if he thinks of me, too.
Or has he forgotten me?
Has he already moved on? Picked out a new mate? Someone more appropriate than an enemy gamma?
My mind pulls back from that last thought.
It is too painful.
I need a plan.
He is out there right now and I want to be with him.
I chew my fingernails, st
