Chapter 2
The crisp, late autumn air rippled through Fane’s fur as he ran. The forest around their pack mansion had become a place of refuge for him. Though nothing could take the place of Jacquelyn’s presence and comfort, the forest was a place for him to go when he wanted to give his mate a break from having to put up with his ever changing moods.
The trees surrounding him were tall, creating a fortress of enveloping protection. The bushes, limbs, and leaves were like fingers combing through his fur, welcoming him back as he ran through and around them. The dirt beneath his paws was cool and rich giving him good traction. He was made to be a part of the nature around him. His wolf craved the call of the wild, and Fane allowed him to answer it as often as he could. The only thing that w
