Big Salmon Lake THIS IS A ROBBERY

Hiemis blinks. Her long lashes flutter like butterfly wings and the intense staring conquest they are both a part of continues.

Instead of gratitude, she picks up the fight again. Is that all? Are you giving up? It comes out as a choked growl—her chest is tight and the pursuing sting worsens.

She never has liked him as a wolf, or a lover. His fur has always been sticky and dirty, stinky too. His spooky looking eyes could keep her awake at night and those damn fleas will soon be a problem she will have to deal with. It has remained a wonder of hers why her parents chose him over anyone else.

Still, in the name of her family, Hiemis would never run away from the altar to embarrass her relatives. Marrying him was a duty.