7 Amelia
I woke up still in my animal form to a wolf nuzzling and nipping at the hollow between my head and my shoulder. When he saw that I was awake, he licked me a couple of times in the face and in the hollow of my neck and shoulder.
After a lot of nipping, licking and nibbling, which I assumed were morning greetings, he tilted his head to the west, where the sun was rising.
“You have to go back to Werewolf Hall now . . . Can I see your human form?” The telepathic question startled me.
And the sound of his husky, yet authoritative voice quickened my heartbeat for a few seconds and made me want to submit in a way that my pack Alpha had never made me feel. Whoever he was, he had to be a powerful Alpha.
I looked into his eyes, trying to ask him how I could reply because I didn’t kno
