God,why is there such things as nightmares? And why do they have to be memories of my past? Those are the top two questions that have been in my head since I woke up in Maya's arms. I got out of bed as quietly as I could because I want her to sleep. I step outside for some much needed air and get a fire going. It's dark out but that's also when I can just shift and warm my fur by the fire. It may seem small to most but to me these moments are precious of the utmost importance to me. As the fire starts roaring, I change out of my clothes and shift into wolf form. I have noticed that each time I shift takes less and less time, which I still have yet to understand. But hey, who am I to complain about how God works? However, I still wonder what makes me so special that I'm the "Chosen Wolf"? I
