Redhawk Caldera if i'm addicted to loving you.

She grinned at her aunt, watching the pups wrestle about in the grass. Lucca put up a good fight, and he was certainly bigger than Clover. But that little girl was a feisty hellion with enough sass and stubbornness to resist an entire pack -- let alone one little boy -- and she simply wouldn't stay still long enough for her brother to gain the upper hand. "I think if I bet on anyone but Clover, I'm going to be in debt," she commented lightly in reply to Finley's question.

Switching subjects abruptly, she asked, "Aunt Flea, do you think I'll ever find a mate of my own?" It wasn't that she really had any desire for puppies -- her youngest siblings had nearly wiped out any parental ambitions she might have had -- but she was a little lonely. She would be coming into her third spring soon, and she'd never even had so much as a boyfriend.