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Then, I was awake and shivering in the dark creepiness of night in the Peaks. There were millions of stars over our heads—and no visible moons, strangely enough. There were a bunch of what looked like large fireflies flying around us, which helped me see a little.
The wolf was right; it was freezing cold. I hadn’t noticed while we were running the night before, because I was pressed up against him and he was so damn warm. I should’ve remembered the chill I’d felt while sitting on my bench on that cliff, though.
I tried to tough it out, but after twenty minutes of violent shivering, I finally croaked, “Are you awake?”
He didn’t hesitate before answering in my mind.“Yes.”
“Can I lay next to you?”
He answered by crossing the distance I’d left between us and laying on his belly beside me.
I rolled onto my side and draped an arm and leg over his massive back. A groan escaped me at the incredible warmth of his body, and I buried my face in his fur too.
The glow around him grew brighter, but I didn’t ask why.
Something told me I didn’t want to know about the glow.
“Thank you so much,” I mumbled into his fur.
“Thank you for allowing me to provide you warmth,”he murmured, and I felt the brush of his furry face against the back of my head. He wrapped himself around me as much as he could, and the warmth slowly began to soak into my fingers and toes.
“What happened to the moons?” I asked him, surprising myself by starting a conversation. It would take time for me to warm up all the way, and honestly, I was curious.
“What do you mean?”
“There were two of them last night, and now I can’t see any.”
“Do the moons on Earth not rotate?”
“Rotate? We only have one moon, and it’s up every night, like clockwork.”
“Ah. In Evare, our moons rotate on different timetables. One rises every other night, and the other rises every third night. They only rise together every sixth night.”
Damn.
“How does that even work?”
“Magic, I suppose. Everything in Evare functions through magic.”
I guessed I couldn’t argue with that.
“Do all three suns always rise?”
“Yes, every day. They usually stay in their own portions of the sky, as well. Once every three months, they all overlap, and we call it an eclipse. The day of the eclipse is intense for all, and every being past the age of maturity is overcome by the heat of lust and desire.”
Well, that made me flush.
“What’s the age of maturity?”
“It’s different for all species. For shifters, it’s seventeen.”
I was hoping he’d say thirty or fifty, but no luck.
“Should I ask why you’re glowing?” I asked, finally almost entirely warm.
“At this point, probably not.”
I decided to take his word on it.
