I woke to Erik’s hand on my shoulder. “Come, lass. Ye need to eat.”
Gunnr had curled around me, supporting me with his warm weight. I sat up slowly, and thanked Erik when he brought me a piece of meat and tucked the cloak tighter around me.
He sat on a rock nearby, watching me eat. When I was done, I fed the wolf the leftover bones.
I sank back against him with a sigh.
“Now Arne and I are both jealous.”
“Why?”
“Because Gunnr gets to sleep with ye.”
I frowned. It was easy for me to forget Gunnr was really a man. The wolf bared his teeth in a semblance of a grin, and bent his head to crunch the rest of the bones.
“He wishes he were not bound to his wolf form. He wants to hold you in his arms.”
“Why is he always a wolf?” I asked.
“Gunnr was the strongest of us, and helped us control
