Chapter 61-70

Chapter 61
Sasha spent a very, very uncomfortable hour after Zev disappeared being led around by Yhet trying to find a place for her to settle with her things. As they walked he explained that if Zev had been there, his position within the pack would have meant that other wolves would have made room because he was higher ranked. But as an unmated female—human female—she was both desired, and unranked. No one knew her position. And those that wanted to offer their spaces were males hoping to catch her eye.

When the first of them approached, Sasha had been touched.

The guy was probably in his mid-twenties, strong and dark-skinned. His teeth flashed when he smiled—which he did a lot. But the most striking thing about him was his light-green eyes.

“If you seek shelter, I would offer mine,” he said, reaching for her arm as she passed at Yhet’s side.

She’d paused out of habit, to be polite. Someone was addressing her and that meant she should respond.

But Yhet tsked and clamped his hand on her other wrist, tugging her forward, gently but firmly. “You have to ignore them,” he said, his voice so low it seemed to come from the dirt beneath their feet. “Especially the ones that approach in the beginning. They know they’re not strong enough to hold your attention. They’re just trying their luck.”

“Trying for what? He was offering to help me. It was very thoughtful.”