My chance came when Wulfgar went to meet with the Alphas and left Fergus watching over me.
“Be good, little one.”
“Always, sir,” I told him, and offered my lips for a kiss. I still hadn’t gotten over my shyness around the great warrior.
Fergus was another matter. The red-haired warrior pounced on me as soon Wulfgar disappeared into the trees. “What shall we do today?”
“I-I don’t know.” My mind raced as to how I could occupy my love while I did the ritual to summon the witch.
“I can think of a few things,” Fergus had already tugged my gown off my shoulder, and was kissing my neck.
“Perhaps we can go to the river. I need to wash our clothes.” Wulfgar had brought me two more gowns to replace my stained one, but one was already dirty and ripped from a time when Fergus had chased me throu
