I didn’t feel the cold, didn’t wince at it, but I had to wonder if she did. A nip that had my breath gusting in front of me. The endless sea of trees was all I truly looked upon, and in the air, now that it was getting late, there was a chill. It was pack land, to be sure, but it was legally the alpha’s, and no one ever argued with that. I cast a look around the area, discerning that there were no eyes to watch, no animals who might think she was prey, but mostly, I just saw my land. The she-wolf-if not the woman herself-knew what I was to her, and she was accepting of my care. I saw her confusion, felt her fear, but also sensed her acceptance. The crunchy, crispy crackling filled the air as her weight shifted onto them, and she twitched, her eyes opening as she stared at me in a daze. Because I had no choice but to heed her call, just as any shifter had no choice, I placed my omega on the ground in a dense pile of leaves which was near one of the cache of clothes I had stored around the woods.
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