Fine Tinder by Anne Willow

Author:Anne Willow
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: kidnapping, christian, magical land and creatures, werewolf, political, drama, new adult, adventure action fantasy, widow

Part 2

The stream was far enough away to make her hip ache again from the walking. The cushions had done a wondrous job of soothing it but the pain was back.

The stream was knee deep and moving fast so she walked upstream until she found a small pool that wouldn't sweep her off her feet and that was deep enough to soak in. She opened the pack and pulled out soap, a small cloth to towel off with, and a plain werewolf robe. She frowned at the robe and repacked it in the bag. Then removed her boots, socks, and bloomers and waded into the stream in her drool soaked gown. She hissed at a row of tears in the purple linen, it had been on of her favorite dresses. The maid who'd made it had really known her stuff and Hyacinth had bribed her to stay on but the woman had left to live on the coast with her new husband.

Love. She frowned at cool water at her ankles. She didn't want to think or let her heart go where it was starting to lean so she walked farther into the pool, gasping as the melt water hit her thighs and then her chest. The cool did soothe her aches and if she would have lingered if her fingers didn't start turning blue. She twisted a bit in the water and scrubbed at particularly nasty spots then got out, skirt dripping. She eyed the pack that held the soft dry robe as the cool air of the hills had her shivering.

She wanted to be strong and refuse to wear the robes of a werewolf but the cold was making it harder to breath right so she unbuttoned her gown, looking around in embarrassment and pulled the robe on. The fabric was thick and immediately started warming her. She pulled on her underthings and boots, wrung out her dress as much as an old woman’s hands could manage and returned to camp.

She made her way through the brown and gray wolves, dropping the pack by the now empty chairs. Seeing them so at ease frightened her in a way that a werewolf attacking didn't.

At first she sat by the fire, wondering where Leon had got to, and relishing the warmth of the large fire. Once she'd warmed up and her hip stopped complaining she decided to walk to the other side of the clearing to sit on the ground. The hillside fell away and from here she had a perfect view of Irren They'd gone quite a ways into the hills large enough to be considered mountains. She could make out the teal streak that was the Knallie and the castle, white against the blazing green landscape. Farm lands stretched beyond the castle like a multicolored quilt. She'd never seen her home like this before.

After a while, she grew impatient. The sun was getting low. How long would she have to wait?A huge black wolf joined her. It sat a few paces away on its haunches and looked her way.

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