The Missing Beta
Now, I'm not one who can compare fur texture, but I don't think anyone would anticipate that the fur of a giant, scary creature would be so soft.
The wolf’s eyes close, and he pushes his head into my hand. I scratch his head through the fur, earning me a well-placed purr. I thought only feline’s purr, but I guess that was wrong. “His name is Jett.” I turn to Shawna, and she has a slight smile on her face.
“The wolf has a name?” Are we acting like the wolf is its own person or something? Is that really a thing?
“Yes, our wolves are a part of us. They are our other half. They have their own names and personalities.”
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