CHAPTER 6
Jigger couldn’t believe it. He was flying! Granted he had gotten off to a rocky start with some bumps and he might end up with some bruises, but, dang it all anyway, he was flying! It was so nice of Skuld to allow Hel to gift him with the use of his legs for an hour just so he could experience this. He didn’t have to do it, but Verdandi had pointed out that Hel wasn’t asking to fix Jigger’s legs, but allowing for him to fly as his mate would for a short time. She insisted it wasn’t interfering, just allowing Jigger a small gift. Skuld had finally consented, but insisted it could only be for an hour. Jigger was good with that, and this would be something he would never forget.
Swooping down, Jigger could see that a small group in his band had come outside and was watching him fl
