Michael stabbed at the last mushroom reluctantly and stuck it in his mouth. Okay, so the mushrooms weren’t that bad, especially once Sarah had fried them up with some spring onions and rabbit meat that Boyd had brought back to camp. But he still didn’t see why anyone would pay so much money for a fungus. If he hadn't been on a mission to return Hannah to her brother, he would have packed up the mushrooms and taken them to a farmers market to sell. Instead, they had cooked up all of them, and eaten the first big, filling meal they had eaten in days.
There was still daylight left, and the rational Alpha in him knew that they should pick up and move on.
Instead, he relaxed back in the leaf-litter next to his little mate. Her little stomach was distended with the heavy meal, and her
