SILVER'S POV
I followed Dr. Grayson to the living room. He said he wanted to talk to me about something. I figured it was important, even though I had no clue what it could be.
I sat across from him and waited for him to speak. He looked at me, folding his hands.
“Have you felt anything from your wolf yet?” he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.
I shook my head. “No. Nothing. I still can't feel him."
He nodded slowly and gave me a soft smile. “Don’t worry, son. It’ll come. You just need to give it time. Your wolf will return when it’s ready.”
I didn’t respond. I just looked down at the empty spot between my feet. I wanted to believe him—I really did. But it had been days, and I still felt… empty. Like a piece of me was missing. And to make it worse, I didn't even know how to call ou
