After Sapa and Liseli retracted at the back of their minds, it was just Damon and Talia on that clearing next to the lake with their thoughts.
Talia was sitting on Damon's lap and leaning into his embrace. Both were completely naked, and both distracted enough to not pay attention to it.
The information that their wolves have a history together was shocking, and the effect of experiencing centuries of memories squeezed into a few minutes left them with a myriad of emotions that could fill an eternity.
Everything was so vivid, and Damon and Talia knew that it came from their wolves, yet it still felt like they were right there… loving, yearning, aching for each other… for centuries.
The feeling of being separated was like a fresh wound that can be mended only if they cling onto each other, and they did.
