I had run. Run for I don’t know how long. Run to the point of near collapse. Before I then dropped down to the forest floor in breathless agony. Draven lingered close to the surface of my skin, telling me that he was close to shifting but that final transition never occurred. I didn’t know if it was because he didn’t want to, or that he simply did not have the strength to push through that stage. Shifting did not happen with the regularity that it used to. My body and that of my wolf were no longer the same through the loss of my mate. And, there was no denying that I hated the weakness that was building within us.
With aching limbs, having pushed my body to the point of discomfort, I laid upon the forest base for I do not know how long. Staring up at the darkened sky, until my erratic b
