Chapter 37

It seemed Caspian had not been intending to join the festivities that evening, as he was still half-dressed in his leggings, with a loose stole of animal skin hanging from his shoulders. Clothed or not, he was still striking enough to make Netya a little giddy at the prospect of sharing the rest of the evening with him.

He smiled at the pair of females as he passed by, collecting a cup of water to sip as he cast his eyes over the gathering.

“I am glad you decided to join us, Caspian,” Fern slipped in quickly, and for the first time in her life Netya cursed herself for not being so forward in attracting a male’s attention. It was clear just by glancing around that they were not the only ones who had taken notice of the most desirable male in the pack.

“The mood took me,” he replied, before sitting down on the opposite side of their log seat. “Have you been enjoying your first summer fires, Netya?”

“Yes,” she said, a little more quietly than she’d intended as t