Swiftcurrent Creek new york times bestseller

For @Constantine, but all welcome!

She meandered more freely than she had in years, letting her heart take her wherever she wished. Not being tied down by the prospect of a mate who liked to sit in one place was downright lovely, even though she did yearn for children when spring came around. For now, she was on the prowl, looking not only for a suitable place to live, but also anybody she could persuade to father (and/or help to raise) her children. The latter, she suspected, would be more difficult to find. Then again, her mother and father had raised umpteen kids all on their own, so maybe there really were wolves out there who wanted to sit around with them all day. Cyclone's desire was purely animalistic.

The Blackthorn came across a pack's claim, but it was a weak one. She sniffed at it, once again pondering the thought of joining a pack and simply hoping to achieve something in such a short amount of time with a group of strangers (to her) that were probably all related to each other. "No thanks," she decidedly rather quickly, though she couldn't help but linger for a little while longer, testing to see just how weak they really were.