It had been two months since Kace stayed with the centaurs, after spending a few months tracking them down. To be fair, it was not an easy job to find them, even for an excellent lycan like him. It was especially hard when practically, he didn't have a single clue about their whereabouts.
Meanwhile, though Hope's condition was progressing slower than they expected, she looked better than a couple months ago when the first time Kace found the centaurs, along with the people in the village who travelled together with them.
"What are you thinking?" Hope was holding Kace's face with both of her hands, imploring for his eyes to meet hers. He couldn't hide it, nor could she ever miss to notice if ever there was something the matter with him. This time, she knew for sure that there was indeed something bothering her mate. And it had been going on since days ago. They were inside their tent.
