Three days seemed far too short a time for Aleledai. Not enough in a lifetime, if he gave it any thought. Boneless satiation was the only way to live.
Night had descended while they slept, the last night they could steal for themselves before they had to go back to the camp, back to duty and the battle looming ahead. Aleledai hadn’t told his All anything about what was on the horizon. The knowledge would sully this small, perfect piece of time. Soon enough, Selati would find out. The call to arms was a public display, so every Caniean who wanted to participate had the opportunity.
Selati stretched on him, half his large body on top of Aleledai’s chest and stomach, half against his side. Tails snarled together in impossible knots, tucked secure in the luxurious bednest around them. The da
