Chimera Fields All the fear and the fire

Cole huffed, a flicker of amusement crossing his gaze as he caught that look of hers, sharp and questioning. He knew her type well enough by now—there wasn’t a thing about her that hinted at weakness, not on the hunt and certainly not in her presence.

Not a doubt in my mind, darlin', he murmured, his voice low and steady. But some habits die hard. Just in my nature to take care’a things.

With a nod to her, he adjusted the weight of the carcass on his shoulders and started forward, keeping pace light so she could walk alongside him.