And while I was having fun, it still didn't derail me from the mission at hand. Every now and then I instinctively reached inward, searching for that tiny voice, but I got nothing.
Surprisingly, I wasn't disappointed, just a little bit quiet at the silence coming from inside.
"You've been checking." Someone's voice pulled me back to the present, and of course, it was Dylan.
"What?" I looked at him. “What are you talking about?”
"Your wolf."
“Oh.” I swallowed. "...Was it that obvious?"
"A little."
"I thought maybe..." I sighed, trailing off.
"I know."
He didn't finish the sentence and honestly he didn't need to. Maybe today she'd come back, maybe today she'd speak again, maybe...
"So." He called again, and this time, I looked at him suspiciously.
"...What?"
"I have a questi
