Mardichi walked through the mist. A great splash of red and tan amongst the dim gray. He was eyeing me like something foreign.
And I couldn’t help noticing that the bit of leather he’d worn when we left was long gone now. Leaving the thick bit of flesh exposed against his leg. He was as heedless as any animal as he sidled up to me.
“You should’ve become a wolf or beast.”
“A beast?”
“Well, you’d be the first woman I marked.”
“What does that mean?” My voice rose.
“I’m not entirely certain of the details as to how it’s supposed to work.” Mardichi entered the clearing and looked up at the trees just above us. Blotched with darker spots.
What are those?
His voice drew my attention back to him. “I’ve heard others of my kind speak of it. They explained how the woman became a wolf soon aft
