Mara glanced around at the thick canopy overhead, sunlight filtering through in golden patches. The forest felt alive, peaceful in a way the city never did. “This place is incredible,” she said, turning to him. “So what’s it like, being the chief of a bear shifter clan? Sounds like it comes with some stories.”
Ky shrugged, eyes tracing the way the light played across her skin. Talking about himself wasn’t his favorite he’d rather hear about her life, the years he’d missed. “It keeps me busy. Some days more than others.”
She bumped her shoulder against his arm lightly. “You know… you really remind me of someone I used to know.”
His pulse stuttered. He kept his voice casual. “Yeah? Good someone, I hope.”
She smiled, slow and thoughtful, gazing off down the trail. “Definitely good. An old
