Silas had been right. The evening would be one that none of them would forget. They feasted on venison, Moose, grouse, and fish caught within the clan’s territory. Dessert was delicate tarts made with cloudberries that had been traded for with Alaster. All that was accompanied by the many tales Silas regaled his guests with. Since many of them involved Andre, he was happy to jump in and correct his friend when needed, leading to even more laughter around the table.
“And that was when I saw Ande’s furry backside bot right over the cliff,” Silas laughed. “I just knew Luna Colette was going to kill me for getting her mate killed. I can’t begin to tell you how relieved I was when I saw his head pop out of the snow bank at the bottom. The wind we had the night before had pushed up a good twent
