9
Even though the full moon hadn’t yet passed, and she wasn’t fully healed, Kyra was ready to leave the seclusion of the cabin and return to the pitiful trailer she called home. Unfortunately, the weather plotted against her. Sleet beat the windows and obscured the forest. Meanwhile, she was stuck inside with quiet Ross, hostile Thea, and Mikos.
Mikos, the furnace that heated her side even as she watched the outside world through ice beaten glass. He’d fallen asleep next to where she sat cross-legged on her mattress. The confinement had made him restless, and he’d paced until he was worn out.
Confusion led her to absurd daydreams. That they could run away together. That he didn’t care if she wasn’t a wolf.
Two nights had passed since they’d touched and kissed. They hadn’t spoken about
