Present time…
Wolfe has been watching Tala sleep peacefully for a few hours now. She must have been truly exhausted because she hadn't moved an inch from her position when he left her for a bit to talk to Elder Grey and Pad.
He envies the pillow she is hugging. He wishes it was him instead.
But somehow he couldn't make himself lie down on the bed next to her. He feels unsettled, as restless as a beast who knows a storm is coming.
Perhaps there is a storm coming. He can feel it in his bones. And the eye of the cyclone is zeroing in on the girl in bed who is sleeping like a babe with a tummy full of mother's milk.
"Howl?"
His wolf says nothing but he knows Howl is listening.
"Were you…able to talk to Shadow?"
Howl sighs. "No. We don't really…talk much even before…he's impatient with
