Chapter Sixty-Eight. Freedom
Ronnie let out a sigh of utter joy and contentment, as she ran in the tree’s following the train tracks. The feeling of the slight breeze running through Orla’s fur was pure heaven. The fresh air expanding her wolfs lungs as she ran was like a soothing balm to her whole being. She knew how much she missed her wolf, and being able to shift, but what Ronnie did not realise, until she was running free as Orla, was just how much she had missed the feeling. Happiness was consuming every cell of her body, as she ran as fast as she could.
“Orla, hold on!” Hamish shouted from behind her.
The prince chuckled, at his mate’s wolf who was behaving like a pup first shifted. He loved how free his mates wolf was, after years of being caged up inside Ronnie. However, with
