Chapter Seventy-eight
Amelia looks around curiously as they walk down the road which Cane had told her would lead to where the pack is.
With the leaves on the trees rustling gently, and the wind faintly caressing her skin, it really is a beautiful day. She looks down to her hand being held in her mate’s, his own much larger than hers and completely enveloping it in a warm hold- his darker skin tone, contrasting with her pale one.
The walk is quiet and peaceful, the pretty lady taking in the scenery while the man takes in the lady.
Before she knows it, appearing before them are buildings of various sizes. Amelia looks around in pleasant surprise as she realizes that the Prota settlement is nothing like she imagined it would be.
She thought that maybe since they were so deep into the fo
