471- The Night He Led Me Astray

POV Thalyndra Moonclaw:

I could feel every inch of his skin in that position, every small muscle.

"Don't make a sound," he whispered, lifting his head to speak into my ear. "It's just a European weasel."

I was tense, completely rigid, and it wasn't because of the animal.

"What?" I asked, my ...

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