I sat there, the pit in my stomach growing by the second. I didn’t want to be a danger to my pack. The silver wolf was supposed to be a savior. Fin sat watching the terror spread across my face. He pulled a chair beside me.
“Hey,” he said, grabbing my face and tilting my head so I was looking at him. “You will learn to control it. We will train every single day. Your wolf is a gift, not a burden. You are the savior.”
I looked at him—really looked. Serene rumbled inside my head. She had been so quiet today, but Fin sounded so sincere, so sure that we were good, it awakened her immediately. She pushed us forward, and for just a second, I did not fight her.
My lips landed on Fin’s full, soft ones, shocking him for a second before he leaned in, swiping his tongue across my lips, then plungi
