Chapter Twenty-Two
Pierce trotted alongside the grazing sheep. It was a small herd made up of the sheep that would be driven down to Texas in a few weeks. He was looking forward to the trip. The freedom to run out in open, uncivilized land. Sleeping under the stars, hanging with other male wolves. He was excited, but the need to take off didn’t feel urgent.
He turned and looked back toward the ranch. What felt urgent was getting back to Viviane at sunset, wrapping her in his arms, and taking another bite of her sweet flesh. What felt urgent was making sure he wasn’t gone so long that he’d miss the growth of her belly and the strong kicks of the cub within.
Out before him, the sheep knew their path. He didn’t need to be in front of them to lead. He could walk by their sides, or even foll
