Any other time, Birdie would be eager to welcome Hunter’s declaration of love, but tonight a small part of her was very doubtful. “Why now?” a small voice in the back of her head kept questioning his confession. Not even his toe-curling kisses could quiet that doubting voice.
“Is it a bad thing or a good thing?” her wolf asked.
“I...I am not sure.” She replied unsurely.
“But you love our mate, right?” her wolf asked. “I love him because he is our mate; it’s in my nature to love him, I am wired that way. But you are different, human emotions are much more complicated.”
“Aren’t we one?” Birdie scoffed.
“Well, I am your wolf. My needs are much simpler than yours.”
Hunter’s voice brought her back from the conversation with her wolf. “Love,” he said, “I think I am beginning to feel o
