Chapter 6

**Delaney POV**

I try my damndest to keep my eyes off him, but it’s so surreal to be standing here with him in the flesh. Not a dream, not a vision that fades away, but real. Sure, he does not know who I am to him, or rather, who I will be to him. I’ve decided that’s what my dreams are. If I can turn into a wolf, who is to say I can’t dream about the future? And if my future is the man I have been dreaming about, then I accept.

A small smirk dances along his lips as he catches me.

“You know I’m not going to spontaneously turn into a wolf, right?”

I laugh and shake my head.

“What color is your wolf?” I ask, loading my bags back up onto my back.

“Sandy blond,” He says reaching out and taking the food bag from me. “And you won’t need this. We are stopping off at my place for some real provisions, a little sleep, and then we will head out.”

I perk up at the thought of that. Anything is better than that chalky shit the healthy people say tastes like a real candy bar. Spoiler alert. They