Chimera Fields may it be a light to you in dark places

the woman spoke her name — vyn — and velen forgot it just as quickly. she curled close; her lips upon his nape; his eyes closed. dalia's sweet features came to his mind's eye. but she belonged in ford's company, right? he was lying to himself about the truth of his heart, but velen was a wolf who guarded those places of himself.
dalia did not want him, not like that.
and so he stepped closer, sent his own muzzle coursing through the soft plains of her velveteen ruff. she smelled of many things, but mostly of her own freedom, and it sent desire sparkling through velen's arteries.