John’s wolf caught my eye and we shared a look of pity laced with desperation before we both turned forward, picking up the pace again.
At least I didn’t have two young nieces to worry about and a potential mate mark half-finished from a tornado like Fallon to contend with.
Whatever happened this season, I sure didn’t envy him.
9
Aspen
“Slow down and tell me what happened. Start from the beginning this time.” I was still trying to make sense of what Fallon said. She’d followed behind me as I finished checking the traps, speaking a mile a minute and that was without caffeine in her. It wasn’t Clara fast, but she was all over the place.
Fallon took a deep breath as I turned the rabbit over the fire pit. It was a scrawny thing and a little roughed up which meant life was harsh for prey
