THE air swayed the shoulder-length hair of the woman that has been sitting still under the tree. She was looking at the green ground below.
It was relaxing to watch the warriors’ synchronized run in the field. Janni saw the same practice in Cloudless Moon Pack, in Mama Becca’s pack.
“Hey.”
She raised her face to look at Charlie.
The tall man has been standing beside her but respects the silence between them.
“It’s boring out here but your warriors were pleasing to look at.”
“I told them to look pretty because you’re watching.”
She made a face. “Mama Carmen told you I’m here?”
“Yes. She felt your presence an hour ago.” He held out his hand. “Let’s have breakfast. Liz and my daughter are waiting at home.”
“I’ll be with you shortly.”
Without another word, he bends his knees and
