Scent of the Wild

That night, beneath the brilliant silver disk of the Hunter's Moon, Declan and Nadia ran together through the ancient hemlock forests of the high mountain ridge. It was their first run as mates. In her wolf form, Nadia was a breathtaking, sleek she-wolf with a thick russet-crimson coat, white-tipped paws, and burning golden-amber eyes, moving through the waist-deep snowdrifts with supernatural fluidity and silent grace. Running beside her was Declan’s…