Jace – POV
She was absolutely breathtaking. Her coat was snow white with a red patch shaped like a lightning bolt streaking across her back. She was wild, unique... mine.
She rolled onto her back in submission, and I couldn't help but lick her muzzle gently. My heart surged. I nudged her to follow me, and she did, tentative but trusting.
We ran for hours through the forest. She sniffed every tree, dipped her paws in every puddle, wide-eyed and curious like a pup seeing the world for the first time. I taught her how to hunt. She caught a rabbit—but in true Olive fashion, she let it go. My wild-hearted girl.
The sun had set, casting amber light through the trees. I could sense her exhaustion as her limbs slowed and her gait shortened. She shifted back first, naked and vulnerable, and col
