Saved By My Mate
We had gotten lucky, the storm had missed us last night, and I could feel the heat from the remaining coals.
He made us breakfast, cooking up oatmeal with raisins. He was relaxed enough with me now that he just scooped it with his fingers and let me eat out of his hand. "You're the tamest wolf I've ever heard of, Raven. You're bigger than any wolf I've seen, so I wonder if you're a cross-breed. I don't see signs of a collar, or I'd be sure you were domesticated. You've got to go a hundred pounds with not an ounce of fat." I chuffed; I weighed one-twenty, and my five-foot-six frame looked damn good as a human. "I'm glad I came out here. Life makes sense in the mountains, you know? You eat, yo
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