Stone Circle You're my favorite book

His smile deepened, though he wondered about that suddenly. He wouldn't argue that their children were Redhawks through and through, but he realized now that he knew very little of her family. He would have to ask about that, though he felt no rush to do so. Not when he was confident now that he had months and even years to do so.

"I have the same problem with you," he commented lightly, "I wonder if the pack has noticed."

Her question of marriage gave him pause. Fig was not at all opposed—quite the opposite. He was simply taken by the sound of her name in his head. Tauris Redhawk. It was like a song.

"As far as I'm concerned, I've been yours since the day we met and that will always be," he said, his eyes finding hers, "I can think of no greater honor than to hear you call yourself Redhawk."