Harper’s POV
The wind in my fur, the feel of my mate nearby, and the surge of adrenaline that fills my body is almost too much.
I slow as I near the witch’s cottage again. My senses effortlessly reach out beyond my body, sensing that Lucas is near even though I can’t see him. As I look around, I let myself catch my breath. It’s been so long since I last ran like this that I’d almost forgotten how freeing it feels.
Something bumps against my back leg before it rubs up my side and under my neck.
Lucas.
He’s been doing that a lot as we run. Touching me and rubbing his scent on me. I have to admit that it’s nice, and each time he does it, I don’t want him to pull away. And when he does pull away, I want to go to him, rub my body along his, and return the affection.
He rumbles softly
