Feral Attraction
The wolf and the human, the broken and the healed, merging in a single pulse of silver and gold.
The room vanished.
We were standing beneath the open sky, bathed in the moon’s glow. The world around us shimmered, trees dissolving into mist, stars pulsing in time with our breaths. Our wolves appeared beside us, translucent, glowing. Her wolf was white as morning frost; mine, deep gold with streaks of ember. They circled each other once, twice, and then leaned in, touching foreheads.
The connection hit me like a heartbeat.
I gasped, feeling her in every cell, every breath. There was no difference between where I ended and she began. Our wolves merged into light; a spiral of silver and gold tha
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