Wulfgar met me at the base of the mountain. The warrior sniffed the air, and a grin cracked his brutish features.
I smelled of s*x.
Cursing, I detoured to a mountain stream to wash my beloved’s scent away. Wulfgar followed, chuckling. “How did it go? Did she struggle as she took the plug?”
I wanted to snarl that it was none of his concern but I caught the longing in his eye. Wulfgar had been alone as long as Samuel. And he was a faithful warrior. He deserved some details, though not enough to t*****e him.
“She didn’t like it.”
“No?”
“She threw it in the pool.”
Wulfgar’s guffaw echoed off the mountain.
“Fergus and I had a bet as to what would happen.” The warrior shook his shaved head. “That little red wolf was right.”
It was inevitable that the pack discussed our beloved, but I di
