another vole. When she appeared atop the cliff, he asked if she thought it was true that wolves and coyotes donât mix.
âOf course,â she said.
âWhy is that?â he asked.
âItâs a rule of nature.â
âCouldnât we be friends?â
âYou want me to be friends with a wolf?â
âWell, with me. Though . . .â
âThough what?â
After studying the snow at his feet for some time, Lamar blurted out, âIâm the one who accidentally scared you and Kyle at the hot springs. Iâm so sorry.â
He must have decided that apologizing did matter. Or maybe living a lie had eaten away at him. But when he lifted his eyes Artemis was gone.
The next night he returned her howl, but she didnât answer. Two nights later he took her a shrew. He waited till dawn, but she never appeared at her cliff top. Night after night Lamar took her offerings and waited hopefully for her to appear. But it was always some other creatureâan eagle or a badger or a ravenâthat eventually showed up and grabbed the food.
Finally Lamar went three straight nights without taking her anything. On his next non-Frick-warming night he slipped away from the others and slumped under my aspen.
âNo more trips to the knoll?â I said.
âItâs not fair to her,â he said forlornly. âIf I go, she stays away. Itâs her home.â
The leafless aspen was swaying gently, but after a while the breeze died away. Lamar stared off into the distance, his ears cupped. All was snow-muffled silence till a sigh escaped him.
I was stunned by the pinch that quiet sigh gave my heart.
12
IT WAS ALMOST AS IF there was a similarity, some real connection, between me and this wolf. It was a disconcerting thought. Blue Boyâs prowess and power were awe-inspiring, and Frickâs breadth of knowledge was surprising, but I never imagined Iâd experience a feeling of actual kinship with a wingless creature. Yet something about this young wolf yearning for a coyote reminded me of myself when I was younger. Though, in fact, Lamarâs situation was bitterer than mine had ever been. Iâd been bored with my mate and deserted him; Lamar had unintentionally murdered Artemisâs.
While Lamar was suffering from unrequited love, his parents were like a couple of lovebirds. Even while stalking prey, Blue Boy hardly left Albertaâs side. One day they actually played a game of tag on our slope. Blue Boy was usually âit,â and when Alberta caught him, she would give him a slathering with her tongue.
âMating season,â Frick explained, eyeing Lupa wistfully.
Raze was eyeing Lupa tooâmore suggestively than wistfully. Lupa acted oblivious, but she did catch Razeâs eye for a moment.
Raze moved his sleeping spot nearer to Lupaâs. One evening he scooted so close their tails touched. She pulled hers back. At around midnight Raze tried to snuggle up to her. She shifted away. He gave her a nudge and walked down the slope, away from the other sleeping wolves. For a while Lupa stayed put, but eventually she got up, shook the snow off her fur, and meandered down to where he was. This was very near my aspen, but I doubt they gave me a thought. I barely existed to either of them.
âDonât you like me?â Raze said in an undertone.
âOnly the alphas can mate,â she said.
âI heard different.â
âWe were a ragtag bunch then, hardly a pack.â
âWhat if we took off and started a pack on our own?â
âJust the two of us? Weâd never make it.â
Lupa went back up the hill, though not without a little extra sway in her walk. When she settled down in the snow, Razeâs gaze shifted to Libby and Ben. It was Lamarâs night to warm Frick, so Libby and Ben were curled up together.
I suspected he was thinking of wooing them to join his new pack, but with Libby he never got the
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