Nathaniel POV
It’s a surprisingly cool night. Rain hangs thick in the clouds above. Not a drop has fallen yet, but I can already sense the downpour. I can smell it. It’s a calming scent. Almost like an excuse to forget about your mistakes and wash away the icky feeling of regret.
I see the Huntress talking to one of her men. A wolf. He says he’s from Aleksi's old pack. Logan's pack. He’s not necessarily a fighter if he worked at the hospital, but I guess time and circumstances will turn you into one. If you want to survive, that is.
“What are you doing?” I feel a slender hand sneak around my middle, resting on my stomach. I feel her head resting between my shoulder blades. I don’t have to look to know who it is. Her voice and the way the air changes when she’s close are enough
