Sierra smiled in response to his words. The first words not our friends. But he was going to protect his kind and Sierra understood, she wanted him to do that to protect those like her brother. Elyse and Marta would be safe with Tristan. But Ricky might not. He was a hunter. Sierra ran the pad of her thumbs over Tristan's lower lip, "How will you know friend from foe?"
Her breath caught in her chest at her own tender gesture even as they spoke about killing and hunting and fighting. The roar of blood through her ears almost made it deafening but she could still hear the crickets in the night. "Protect us. Seek those that harm us, but don't look for trouble Tristan. We are wolf. We are pack. We can take anything down if we do it together."
Her breath caught in her chest at her own tender gesture even as they spoke about killing and hunting and fighting. The roar of blood through her ears almost made it deafening but she could still hear the crickets in the night. "Protect us. Seek those that harm us, but don't look for trouble Tristan. We are wolf. We are pack. We can take anything down if we do it together."