I couldn't put it together, why could I feel my body moving around like a rag doll?
Kind of like I was in a car.
But that was ridiculous. I was in my bed, having a nap and dreaming about anything and everything.
Soon I would wake up and be in comfort of my mates arms.
This was probably just a crazy dream and I was fine. But why did I feel so scared about the situation?
And I couldn't feel my wolf. What was her name?
A...Kieran. How could I forget one of the most important parts of me? No, there was something seriously wrong with this.
Sure, Kieran was a quiet wolf, and didn't interfere with much of my human life.
But I could always feel her. Always. She made sure she was involved when necessary, when I needed her.
And I needed her now. I should be able to feel her, but the fact I
