Willow
Ronan nodded sharply and stepped away from Willow.
“I'll run a quick sweep and then head back to the shelter. Meet me there when the two of you are done?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow.
Willow smiled and nodded. Her heart fluttered as Ronan's smoldering gaze continued to follow her, even as she walked deeper into the woods, following Lydia's trail.
Following impressions in the dirt and broken twigs, Willow tracked Lydia to a nearby brook. She sat at the edge of the water, whining and whimpering, still in wolf form.
Willow walked up behind Lydia and draped her cloak over the other woman's shoulders.
“You still owe me a conversation," Willow said, sitting down on the edge of the brook.
Lydia sniffed and turned away from Willow. She tilted her nose in the sky.
Willow gig
