7: Divine Dreams

‘Where the fuck have you been?’ I growled angrily at my other half, not caring that Dmitri could hear the exchange, but also feeling a sense of relief.

‘Dormiam liberos meos et somnia mecum,’ her melodic voice enchanted us, relaxing our minds and bodies until our eyes closed and we were whisked away from the physical world.

I opened my eyes to find the four of us, the Goddess, Dmitri, his wolf and myself, standing the in the middle of our meadow at the center of the woods, where our pack met to shift at each full moon. Even though we were on the waxing side of the new moon, the bright white orb hung in the inky sea of stars above us in her full glory.

Dmitri’s wolf gave a deep bow to my twin, her hair silver and straight instead of red curls like mine, but still the same face and body. Naturally, none of us were wearing any clothes. She gave him a nod, and he moved to slide up against my side, positioning me between Dmitri and his wolf