Wanderlust (Olkhon Island | Baikal Lake, Siberia)

[Sierra]

Tristan took her hand. It was electric. His words caught in her throat. Partner. Mate. But he was saying he was terrible which was further than the truth. She didn't want to go. With her free hand she reached up to his cheek with a smile. "You aren't terrible. You are just human." She stood up on her tip toes and was going to kiss him, but she saw over his shoulder. "The doctor is leaving."

Sierra landed back on her feet, kiss not forgotten. "Does that mean your friend is okay?" Sierra took Tristan's hand, "We should check on her." She took a few step and whispered. "I'll stay with you and Bree."