At first, I was aware that Alex and my wolf were running around the tree, chasing each other.
“Alright, that's enough,” the shaman commanded. My wolf whined, her voice low with sadness. She wanted to play with her mate. She walked back to my form on the ground and slowly entered me. Alex changed quickly too, putting on his jeans, his hair rough, and his eyes bright.
I sat up, still weak from this. “Why do I not shift like everyone else?” I asked weakly. Efryon gave me a cup, and I downed the contents without looking.
“I do not know. All the previous white wolf's data was taken from the grand temple.” Donae stretched her hand out, helping me rise to my feet.
“So I have no history. Some legend.” I said.
The shaman giggled, “The white's wolf power was control over all other wolves. As lo
