Porcupine Ridge Kate Spade

Jhala called to her – and Capri swept forward, seeking out the girl to close the distance. Her eyes studied the yearling quietly – thoughtfully. She enjoyed Jhala – and while disappointment was apparent in her eyes, she also had no heart to speak of it now. Her mind instead would flash back to the way Taggarik had taken Vuk, and her heart ached far too much at the loss of him.. She would not add Jhala to that loss.
 
If anything, she was grateful for the distraction.
 
“Vuk is in heat,” she notified the woman as she came forward, her own form once held so regally had certainly withered. “And Taggarik has chosen her.” That was what she had seen – the pack’s dominant male coupling with the pale beauty before she had decided she had seen enough. “I need a distraction.”
 
She needed a friend, above all else.