Sleeping Dragon don't be shocked when your history books mention me

Being pushed away stung a little bit, though Wildfire understood. Her lips continued to curve into a smile even as she stepped back, amber eyes fond as they regarded the commander's face. It faltered slightly at Thuringwethil's words. The yearling swallowed heavily as a jolt of fear passed through her. Had the Heda reconsidered their relationship? Wildfire's heart sped up and she bobbed her head. She tried not to read too much into the suddenly unhappy look on her companion's face even as she braced herself for whatever bad news was forthcoming.

Her breath gusted out of her in an embarrassingly noisy way at the Alpha's next few words. Her brow furrowed and she repeated, "Changes? What kind of changes?" Did she dare hope this didn't have anything to do with the two of them? Feeling like linen stretched tight on tenterhooks, her lips pressed together and she silently regarded Thuringwethil, anticipating elaboration of some sort.