Mount Apikuni roots

veran was nothing more than a backdrop to malila as the stranger called to her. her heat had faded, nothing had come from anything. all was well.

so why did he still feel a protective steeliness?

regardless he remained silent, no more than a yard behind her. heron blue eyes fixed upon the male.

he may have known malila but it sounded like she didn't know him, or maybe she wanted to forget him. what if he was a mereo wolf?