Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two Sage's POV We walked in the comfortable silence that had developed between us over days of compound proximity, the rooftops and the training yards. Not the silence of two people who have nothing to say. The other kind, the companionable silence that started being its own form of conversation. The compound fell away behind us. The forest received us the way it received everything, without ceremony, the trees closing in and the fresh mossy mountain smell replacing the compound smell and the world was getting quieter. My wolf was happy. This was an understatement. She had been building toward happiness since we left the pack house and by the time we were twenty minutes into the northern old growth she had achieved a state I can only describe as embarrassingly content,
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