Chapter Eight: KittenShe knows the sun has set when she wakes from her unintentional nap from the cool breeze of the air against her mostly naked skin. She takes a careful breath, letting into her lungs the smell of earth and fire, musk and wolf and blood. He smells like predator and that makes her ears perk back in fear, though she tries to hide the fact that she's awake from him by staying absolutely still otherwise.
He makes a low rumbling noise like he's trying to soother her and coax her back to sleep. She remembers a time when her boy used to do it for her, but that can't be. Her boy was big, but he was nowhere near the size of this Wolf holding her in his arms like she's nothing more than an infant.
"Are you going to claim her?" she hears Miyah ask, callous and yet so very interes
