I gasp in surprise as Liam plays the melody Ruth hums to me every day. The same melody I hear every time I am overwhelmed by my own emotions. It’s almost the exact same tune, just slight differences in rhythm and octave.
“How?” I asked Ruth.
“I told you he was different. He may be like you,” she said, just as stunned as me.
Liam finishes the song and I’m gaping in confusion and wonder.
“How?...” I started to ask.
“Sorry,” he interrupted me, “My wolf has been humming that to me for days and I just wanted to get it out.”
“Your wolf was humming it?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he rubs his neck sheepishly, “He does that sometimes. Usually, when I’m overly stressed or having a bad day. I’ve been having an endless bad day for a while now.”
“Your wolf just hums it? Does your wolf tell you why?” I
