Chapter 12: Hunger
The touching was driving Caspian insane. Since they’d started kissing, Willow couldn’t seem to keep her hands off him. She […]
The touching was driving Caspian insane. Since they’d started kissing, Willow couldn’t seem to keep her hands off him. She […]
“Tell me more about the mate bond,” Willow said the next morning. They were lying in the furs, tangled together.
Willow had been asking to see him shift again for days. Caspian had been avoiding it. “Why won’t you?” she
The nightmare woke Caspian at dawn. Willow felt him jerk awake where he’d been sleeping beside her—not touching, he never
On the fifth day, Willow learned there were hunters in the forest. She’d been doing short walks around the cave—ankle
By the second day, Willow was going stir-crazy. Her ankle was healing, but she couldn’t put weight on it yet,
Willow woke to warmth and the crackle of fire. For a disoriented moment, she thought she was home. Then memory
Caspian had never shifted so fast in his life. The moment he’d seen her fall, seen her injured and terrified
The storm hit on her fifth day in the forest. Willow had been tracking the panther—unsuccessfully—for days, hoping for another
Willow woke to the sound of her own heart pounding. The dream had been visceral—golden eyes in the darkness, a