was he about to be changed anew, again?
fervently lestan thought of the wards he and his mate had built, praying that he not be dragged from their protecting magick.
i w-was,admitted the witch,
b-but i s-seem to have d-discovered you instead.
a cold protectiveness kept his guard hairs stiff, the awareness always of kirain and her vulnerable state.
are you h-hunting the foxes?lestan asked with a pleasant mien, not relaxing and trying also to restrain the note of hopefulness in his tone, to no avail.



