Evangeline, of course, had no time to worry about what Rask was thinking.
Having made her decision, she immediately prepared some game for Lachlan and had him take some thick beast skins. With those preparations complete, Lachlan left Blackwater Swamp that very night, speeding toward the Frost-plain Tribe.
For the next two days, Evangeline was like a fragile piece of crystal. Danton watched her like a hawk, never letting her out of his sight.
Her days consisted of the usual routine—eating, drinking, sleeping, and all the rest—as well as providing some prenatal education for the cub, fertilizing the Moonlight Flower, and letting it bask in the moonlight. Sometimes she would hold the flower and whisper to it. Its leaves would unfurl, occasionally brushing against her fingertips as if in response. She just didn't know when Nix would be back.
Danton's gentle gaze followed her everywhere, like a shadow.
As for the other males, they each became busy with their own tasks.
