~ SASHA ~
Sasha glared at Kyelle as the woman stared at her, her eyes wide pools, but she showed none of the quiet dignity or care she'd been demonstrating since Sasha arrived. They faced each other, Kyelle watching her as if poised for a fight.
"I think if we are ever to be friends in truth," Kyelle said quietly, "I need to be honest with you."
"About what?"
"You understand our traditions of displaying? That the males attempt to entice females, draw their attention, and list their… attributes?"
In another circumstance, Sasha would have laughed. "Yes, I'm familiar," she said, her mind tripping back to the guy who'd stripped off and danced for her under the moonlight in that crowd of wolves.
Kyelle nodded. "Well, this morning when Zev visited, I knew I had to… I had to find out for certain that you two were intended. The Creator's match. I know Zev used to say he couldn't form the bond, but his reaction to you—"
