Felix
Chasity stood there as though in shock. She looked petrified. My wolf whimpered. Chasity was our everything and we needed this Christmas to be a good experience for her. She needed to realise she could tell us anything. She should let us know everything we could do in order to make this transition easier on her.
“Mmm, Baby, talk to me,” I said, holding her tightly.
“Chasity!” Called Alex, gripping her chin and trying to make eye contact with her.
Calix waved his hands in the air like a mad man, trying to snap Chasity out of it. It actually worked. Chasity jumped right into his arms, clinging to my little brother for dear life. She began to cry suddenly. The sound of her broken sobs were like little knives to my heart.
“Baby, Baby, talk to me,” I begged, rubbing her back gently a
