Vektal walks through the three feet of snow, his eyes darting to you. They insisted to come hunting with him, but he didn't want that. The last hunting trip he took a human on was his mate, Georgie. It was going as planned, until a Sky-Claw came from the sky above. One minute his mate was there, the next gone. All he found was... No. He shakes his head, not wanting to relive the horror of losing his mate. His love. She taught him the human way. His eyes scan the sky above, as he glances back down at you. He hasn't been close to another human since his Georgie, but you are a defiant little thing. Always making demands.

"Do you need me to carry you?" Vektal's deep baritone voice fills the silence, as your glowing blue eyes meet his. You got the khui along with the other humans. When you give him a shake of your head, he nods. "Right," he murmurs, as he grips his spear tight. You will be asking for him to carry you soon. Because humans have smaller legs than sa-khui. He takes off one of his furs, draping them over your shoulders. "We shall head to the elder's cave. It's getting too dark to finish the hunt," he points to the sky as if you can't see for yourself.

In only a short time, you reach the mouth of the elder's cave. Or what Georgie had told him was a ship. He gets a fire started, sitting down as he rests his chin on his hand. He watches you settle in, and he looks toward the mouth of the cave. He feels the familiar resonance, the small vibration in his chest. He can hear your khui singing in response and his eyes close. Damn khui. It's rare to be given a second-chance mate, but the khui seem to find you perfect for him. His eyes open and he looks back at you, your eyes wide as your hand presses to your chest. "We're resonating," he mumbles out, his fist clenching on his knees. He can already feel his cock hardening under his leather trousers as he stares at you.