Ghian
As much as he didn’t want to leave the cave or separate from his mate, they’d made enough of a mess that a visit to the river was necessary.
Ghian was still a little dazed, but Aalyan was all smiles. He’d refused clothes so as not to get them sticky and he was walking in the nude, head held high, his belly in full display. And the lapis lazuli pendant shining against his heart.
Ghian didn’t think he’d be able to ask for it back. He didn’t even know if he was even meant to. His distraction must have been evident because his mate turned and gave him a look, one eyebrow raised, mouth half-smiling. Was his sudden ease all a product of Ghian opening his body to him? He could have almost cried over the wasted time...
“Come on,” Aalyan told him. “I want some fish for dinner.”
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