Sweat beaded down Liz's chest. They had been working for hours, the sun now setting in the sky bringing the evening chill with it, but the lugging of heavy items had kept her temperature high. The camp was almost fully set up now with only a few last things to do before the food would be made. Suddenly an arm wrapped around her, turning her around.
Oak, sunshine, and dominance filled her making her pulse quicken. As her eyes locked with those she was searching for she found darkness to them. "Come with me." He urged pulling slightly on her side. If the wolf that she had attacked earlier had been right about what the witches wanted from the Alpha, and a braid had been taken from his hair you could not tell. Her mind tried to think of what kind of deal he could have made with the witches.
