She brought his hand up to her mouth, pressing soft lips to the back of it as she held it there. "No one else has ever seen me hunt. No one that's still alive anyway. I trust you to keep me safe." Safe was a strange word to use, but it conveyed her general meaning. Shiloh was going to protect her from losing it. If Shiloh was there and watching, she knew she couldn't be too brutal to whomever she found tonight.
She had a general rule that there was to be no killing in Coldwater Flats, and limited hunting due to the worries that someone would start to get suspicious. They would be driving to Seattle to get lost in the larger population.
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