That schedule had been fine for a while. But one day she did want a family. Kids. Memories that took place outside the office.
They continued walking, the only sounds that of their boots breaking through snow crust, the wind moving through the upper branches, and Thunder working through the trees.
Then Thunder stopped.
His head went up, and his body angled toward the trees on their left.
Thunder held his position without moving, without making a sound, every line of him fixed on something Kori couldn’t see.
Kori looked at Wyatt.
His posture had changed instantly.
Thunder had found something. She was certain of it.
She braced herself, knowing this could be great news—or it could be a horrible discovery that changed everything.
She wasn’t sure she was prepared for the latter.
