Tristan.
“You need to talk to her, boss," Feren said the morning of Thanksgiving when she and I had our morning coffee together. Of course, she was talking about Emily and of course, she was right. But I was being stubborn as usual.
“What would I say to her?" I asked. “I'm sorry for what happened to your grandfather. I'm sorry you almost got assaulted by a sadistic shifter who is my sworn enemy. I'm sorry for dragging you into my mistakes and making your life a miserable hell?"
In truth, I wanted to talk to Emily; to somehow mend whatever rift there was between us. And what's more, I wanted to hold her… to kiss her.
“That's a good start," Feren said, smiling and sipping her coffee. “Perhaps you could also invite her to our Thanksgiving feast as well. She's been cooped up in my lodge
