Chapter 33

• After we finished eating, the heavy, domestic warmth of the kitchen quickly gave way to a restless, electric energy. The sun was climbing higher over the mountains, painting the sky a brilliant, cloudless blue.
• "Get your boots on," Ryder said, tossing his empty plate into the sink and leaning back against the counter, his bare chest catching the morning light. "We're going out."
• "Where?" I asked, though my wolf was already pricking up its ears at the sudden shift in mood.