Now that I’d picked up a few tricks to stay calm and steady, things felt a little less heavy. My wolf and I were getting closer. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had shifted, but I was thankful for it. It was probably why I could finally see past my own nerves about shifting and pick up on hers too. She was just as on edge as I was, maybe even more.My wolf wanted nothing more than to be with her mate, but she kept insisting it wasn’t the right moment. The surges of feeling that rolled off her could hit hard sometimes, and I still struggled to wrap my head around it. Leo said that part was totally normal. In fact, he told me the emotions were way more typical than the actual words I heard from her. His wolf passed along feelings, fears, wants, and instincts in a constant stream. Every shifter had that kind of deep, shared bond with their wolf. Mine, though, was on a completely different wavelength, and nobody could quite make sense of it.Still, it felt logical to me. Another living,
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