Silver Moraine And the cracks in my hips

She shook her head. I doubt it. She had tried once before with a man who had taken a liking to her. It had only added to her collection of scarring. You have to be a team player to live in a pack - and sticking in one place doesn't suit me.

Calfuray clicked her tongue, eye drifting as she thought. If I was in a desperate situation, then I might. Pregnancy, maybe, though she couldn't see herself in such a situation. Cal was no mother, and she had no luck with romance.

The woman lived comfortably on her own. She saw no reason to abandon her life for one where she would be ordered around and forced into duties she did not care for.