Warrior to Luna
she paused, thinking about what she would say next.
“I have no intention of moving to Highplains, and it is something Ryker and I haven’t discussed. I have things to do here before that even happened,” she finishes.
“What do you mean, Dira?” Ryker says, coming up behind me. I barely felt his aura.
“You heard me. I am not moving to Highplains, at least not yet,” she tells Ryker.
I could feel Marco, my wolf, cowering. Ryker’s aura is oppressing us. Marix is not a rank wolf by blood. I hold her by the waist, feeling her knees buckling under the pressure.