The Heartwood Omak

The white hunter listened as she confessed her truth to him. It seemed terribly complicated. The longer he listened, the less he understood. There would be no chance to offer her words of support. He didn’t know how to speak on subjects of the heart. The cotton grass man had never asked a woman to be his wife. He had not considered it before, though he had found himself attracted to a few.

Does your husband know this?

Was there nothing she could do to repair it? Kannoyak thought that any good man would sacrifice some of their hardened will for the benefit of their family. He did not know the ways of the Tartok wolves though. They could value different things and behave in different ways.