Chapter 16
Such an archaic word. And such a loaded one. I tried to kiss Luke and he jumped ahead to babies?
I stumbled backward and I might have joined Easton splattered on the ground below us if Luke hadn’t grabbed my arm. His fingers dug into my skin as he set me back onto my feet.
“You didn’t know?”
He spoke silently now, the words not meant for the pack beneath us. But I couldn’t quite get my thoughts in order sufficiently to send an answer in the same manner. Instead, I just shook my head, watching the amused crinkles fall away from either side of Luke’s eyes.
“When the pack came to Wolf Camp. I thought you heard me.” His cheek twitched. “You called Carly by name.”
So...we weren’t talking about babies? I focused enough to answer in the same manner. “I saw her in a dream this wee
