As I had promised, I assisted Kayson with some pack activities. Fortunately, my mother had taught me how to manage a pack from a young age, yet I found myself lacking enthusiasm today. My thoughts were clouded with a desire to be intimate with Kayson again, but every time I attempted to reach for him, he would playfully growl and gently move my hand aside.
"Behave," He would tease.
And I'd respond with a giggle and a pout, "Wolves are so mean."
''You'll survive until we go home''
I slumped in my chair and returned to examining the map that I had been studying. I felt a strong urge to familiarize myself with the new world surrounding me, the locations of packs and covens had shifted dramatically since my time, and it seemed various species had claimed the territories left vacant after
