IreneThe forest comes alive with the sound of our paws striking the earth, a rhythm that feels both wild and familiar. The air is sharp in my lungs, cold enough to sting, but it only makes me push harder, faster. I weave through the trees, my fur brushing against low branches, my wolf’s heart pounding with joy. Behind me, I hear him, his wolf, big, powerful, heavy in every step.But it doesn’t feel right. His pace is too measured, too smooth, like he’s holding back.My ears twitch at the playful growl that slips out of him, and I almost roll my eyes. He’s teasing me. Letting me think I’m ahead, letting me think I’m too quick for him. My wolf huffs, tail flicking in irritation. He doesn’t need to let me win. He should know better.Still, a spark of laughter bubbles in me. For a few minutes, I let it happen. I race ahead, soaking in the warmth of him chasing me, the bond buzzing between us like vibrating every cell of my being. I can feel him brushing against my energy, not touching bu
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