LERRIN
It was different than the time before. There was no false distraction in her, no attempt to avoid or deflect. By the time he had farewelled the last of the security council it was time for lunch and he turned, expecting to ask her to bring their meals back to the camp because he hoped, like him, she would want some minutes without others nearby, to discuss what they had talked about the night before. And the… implications of it.
But when he turned from the tent flap and come back to help her with the chairs, she didn't even bother to continue stacking them. She flipped her hood back and fixed him with a hard, flinty-eyed glare.
Somehow she was even more beautiful when she was angry.
"What?" he said through his teeth, not appreciating the sudden chill in his stomach. He was Alpha. King. Pack leader. She was a devoted servant. She should not even feel free to look him in the eye.
He was so glad she did.
