Time became a concept that was as foreign to me as the lands of this pack, but Matthew and I continued to stand there, with our arms wrapped around one another, oblivious to the darkening of the sky above us. His heartbeat had calmed down considerably, beating nowhere near as fast as it had been earlier. Instead, it had a adapted a much slower, steadier rhythm, although his heart continued to beat against his rib cage with incredible strength. I had to admit that I would have been lying if I claimed that I was comfortable with the position that we were currently standing in, for I was not.
We had never embraced in any place other than the bedroom that we shared at night, and even when we did, it was a fleeting occurrence. Nothing near as intense or lengthily as the one that we were havin
