Chapter 3
Celeste
Kal’s Cabin
Outside of Coldfoot, Alaska
I never thought a bowl of soup could be so satisfying, but sitting by the fire, my shoulder brushing Fenris’s, I couldn’t imagine anything better. My relief at being rescued seemed to be rivaled only by Fenris’s relief at finding me, and something about that was…touching. I may have been unable to respond to him when he’d talked to me in the cabin, but I’d understood his gentle tone. My wolf was still keenly aware, however, that the Lunar Lord could cause her great harm. Perhaps even more now than before, as an alpha shifter lording over a subject.
Am I even a regular shifter?
Fenris said once that shifters sometimes find mates outside their packs: other shifters, other paranormal creatures, even humans. I guess a witch or a
