Natalia
The Northern River Basin was just as beautiful as the legends claimed; mist dotting the peaks above, streams criss-crossing through the valley, tall evergreens and fat oak trees and colorful wildflowers swaying in the morning breeze.
I stepped out of the car and immediately caught the scent of the flowers, which I inhaled deeply. It was a peaceful place. No wonder our ancestors chose it for their ceremonies, and no wonder Andrei chose it for the hunt. I would have preferred a picnic on this land, but the thought of running through those woods was invigorating.
“Stay close to me,” Damon murmured, his hand finding the small of my back. “No wandering off, no matter what happens.”
I nodded, trying not to react to the possessive weight of his palm against my spine. We’d discussed t
