Mud and Mistakes

Outside of Trayrock, Present Time

Hunting rabbits was just plain fun, the way they scattered and bounced and changed direction in a flicker of an eye. Rhett had always enjoyed it as a wolf, the feeling of power seeing the whites of the rabbit’s eyes as they freaked out and fled, and the enjoyment of his own strength, speed, and skill as he chased them down and closed his jaws over them.

Chasing down the rabbits in human form with his mates was a moment of much-needed levity. Even Aislen and Cameron were laughing as they made their kills, giddy with the endorphin release.

It was a relief to see them both shrug off their moods for a brief respite. Cameron’s anger had burned brightly - but it had burned itself out, Rhett hoped. Aislen’s sadness over her mother was complicated and heavy, and Rhett knew that it wasn’t going to go away quickly. Aislen held onto her feelings far longer and far harder than Cameron did, but after his dad’s concerns over her pregnancy due to her hysteria, he wa