~ SASHA ~
The look on his face—the sheer joy—sucked her back into that day when she'd given herself to him. The last time she'd seen that expression was afterwards, then they lay curled up in her tiny bed and he was holding her.
"Thana?" she asked stupidly.
He nodded, his eyes sparkling. Then he looked away from her to scan the gorgeous purple-blue, snowcapped mountain across the valley, the forest sprinkled in snow that reminded her of a Christmas scene, and that rushing river on the valley floor.
The place was stunning.
And bracingly cold.
Which was when she realized that Zev had changed his clothes. Instead of the skintight shirt and dark jeans, he was wrapped from head to toe in furs.
His bright blue eyes peered out at her from under a fur hood and when she looked down even his feet were in some kind of boot moccasin made out of animal skin.
With his eyes so wide and flashing that grin, he looked… feral.
