CHAPTER ELEVEN
JuneI was so very tempted to stay in bed. Eron was spooning me from behind, one of his hands on my stomach, another on my hip. He'd taken off his kilt at some point. I wanted to turn around and continue where we'd started off last night, but I didn't want to tempt Eron into breaking the tradition he'd vowed to uphold. It was kind of adorable how he felt he had to do the honourable thing. I would have preferred him to be a rebel.
Something hopped onto my leg and I wasn't surprised in the slightest to see the taigeis cub making his way to me. It had tiny claws hidden beneath all the fluff and I was glad a thin blanket was between them and my bare skin. I'd never asked Eron if the cub had a name. If he was meant to be eaten, he likely didn't have one. I shuddered.
"Nobody is
