There was a familiar presence around him and Hunter could feel it. It was a scent he could never forget and as the footsteps got closer, he felt the hair on his skin stand.
He had just left the packhouse to go for a run since he was mostly alone now that his luna had left the packland. It had been a day since she left but it felt like a year to him. It was in times like this he wondered how he had survived alone without a mate.
Now that he had tasted what it felt like to have a mate, each day was unbearable without her. Her absence was so palpable and his heart ached so much from missing her. Of course, they tried to keep up with each other by calling every morning, but it didn't feel the same. Hunter wanted her with him; he wanted to hold her and draw her close. He wanted to inhale her
