Engraven

She is a rogue. He is committed to his clan. I've seen her in the trees and along the edges of the clan's lands. Her scent is carried on the wind and I don't know how much longer I can stay away. I need her, even if she is a cinnamon bear—I know she's mine. I've seen him while in my animal form plenty of times, but I'm terrified of what being his mate means for me and for my family. My dad has always spoke against clans. My mate couldn't possibly be different.