The air is bitter on my skin and my mate is shivering.
I pull her tightly against me as we look out across the rolling hills, seated comfortably on the terrace. Evaline sighs into her tea. I smirk.
"What?" I know there is something on her mind. She's got that almost puzzled look on her face.
For a moment, she does not answer. Just gazes at the sunset, eyes fixed on the pink and orange hues painting this sky. I shift so she is more secure on my lap. She sighs again.
I chuckle out lout this time. "What is it, little wolf?"
She shakes her head solemnly, fingers gripping her warm mug firmly. She's quiet as she says, "I'm worried about him. About all of it."
Leon. Of course.
Only hours ago had there been a dramatic falling out with Hanna and her fellow hunter. Colin, I think his nam
