The Weight of Frost
As the dinner tables cleared, the crowds began migrating toward the edge of the dense northern woods for the most anticipated event of the night: the nocturnal obstacle course.
"Alright, that's it for me," Lettie announced with a soft yawn, wrapping her thick shawl a little tighter around her shoulders. "I love a good race, but it is entirely too late for my bones."
Maddox immediately stood up, offering his arm to his mate with a warm, indulgent smile. "I have to agree with her. My days of staying up until three in the morning to watch pups run through the mud are behind me."
"We're staying for a bit since all six of our boys are running," Cobb rumbled from his seat, wrapping a heavy arm aro
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