Darkness surrounded me everywhere, but for some strange reason, I could see myself just fine. Looking around, I did not know where I was exactly, but it felt like I was floating in some kind of void. I was still in my wolf form, yet there was nothing to suggest I was anywhere with life or physical things, as I could feel nothing touching me, nor could I smell anything around me. I mulled over my options. I could try to walk, assuming that I could, and hope that I would eventually find something or I could call out and hope someone was nearby. Also assuming I could speak here. I saw nothing to suggest either would lead me very far, but there was nothing else to do but try. “Hello?” I attempted to call out and was pleased when my voice seemed to work. Perking my ears up, I listened intently. So far, nothing. “Hello?!” I tried louder this time. Nothing. I sighed and looked around for a sign of life. Something bright was glowing off

No matter how many times I broke the chains surrounding the chest, more replaced them. However, they were getting slower in their attempts to lock away the spirit within. That meant our attempts were not completely futile and was giving us time to figure out a better solution to this total mess Rem was getting himself into. I still had more questions, but for now, I was trying to focus more on saving Rem from his own actions. Mulling over my options, I looked to Seren and asked, “size has no meaning here, right?” “I suppose not,” she replied thoughtfully. With a nod, I shifted back into the more wolf-like form, my size increasing rapidly until I was the size of an elephant. It was harder than I thought it would be. The form itself was familiar to me but not the size, so trying to not overthink it while still thinking about it enough to pull off was such an out of this world experience. I knew I wouldn’t go through this again soon, excep

“I’ll make my choice. It is time to wake up,” Rem’s voice rang out to me as everything turned white. I could hear people arguing nearby as I roused from the dream I had been having. Though in my heart, I knew it had been no dream. The feel of someone’s fingers slowly stroking through the fur on my head alerted me to the fact that Rem was now awake along with me.As my eyes flickered open, the sound of the large doors into the meditation room swung open with the force of an angry person behind them. I knew I was in trouble for entering the room against Mrs Emerson’s demands, but I knew it was the right thing to do.Mrs Emerson halted as soon as she saw Rem was awake, her expression no longer furious but stunned. None of the others had followed her in, but with the doors wide open, they had an unrestricted view of the scene within.I was still in my wolf form, curled up around Rem and my head in his lap. M

This was the second time now that we had gathered at the meeting hall with the other Hunters. Mrs Emerson peered at the four of us quietly before saying, “I’d like to speak with Rath and the werewolf alone first, then everyone else can come in.” Rem and I shared a glance but nodded slowly in agreement. It didn’t sound like she was angry, or that she was being fussy, but it sounded important. Whatever it was she needed to say, likely had something to do with the gaining of a spirit. Or, in Rem’s case, the awakening of his other half. As Mrs Emerson closed the door behind the three of us, she peered at me intently. Then she looked at Rem and asked, “Rath, what kind of spirit did you summon? Usually, we hunters continue to bond with the same spirit over the centuries, which is how the position gets passed down to the next leader, however,” she paused and placed a hand to her chest, frowned and then continued to say, “while the spirit left my body,

With everything that had happened today, Rem suggested we take the evening off to relax and work on the pack structure in the morning. I sent word out to the pack through the mind-link to let them know I was fine and so was Rem. I also let them know of our plans to sort out the pack structure in the morning. That gave me time to help Sam along with their crush on Ken. “You know it’s pointless. Ken likes you. The chances of him looking at anyone else are slim at best,” Rem muttered unhappily as we sat in his room so I could plot and plan in peace. I shot him a small look before going back to the piece of paper I was using to write ideas. “You don’t know that for sure. Besides, they would be cute together, don’t you think?” I responded. I allowed the end of the pen to tap against my lower lip as I mulled things over. “They are both part of my family. No way do I think they’re cute,” Rem insisted glumly. I rolled my eyes and then l