As Anna and Fallon walked toward the hotel they were planning to stay in that night, he reached for her hand, lacing his fingers through hers as they walked. The warmth enveloped her like a cocoon. When she looked to meet his gaze, he gave a curt smile and raised her hand to kiss her knuckles.
“Such a pretty human. That man didn’t deserve you. A real man protects what’s his.”
Resting her head on his shoulder as they walked, Fallon wrapped his arm around her to bring her closer.
“Look at the moon tonight. It’s so bright.”
“Yeah. It is,” he said, looking up just as an owl passed over.
“Do werewolves really howl at the moon?”
“Yes, when they are calling to the moon goddess. And no, Lycan’s don’t do that. It’s more of a pagan thing and we are more connected to our human side than the mag
