“Whoa. Whoa, easy, boy.”
I gripped on to George’s reins, my palms sweaty and red, and yet I couldn’t seem to get enough as his hooves pounded on the forest grounds.
We were nearing the open space towards the pack where Cain taught me how to ride earlier. I wanted us to slow down and be inconspicuous until we got back to the stables. Cain told me it was okay to borrow the horses for a ride, but Lanie might not want to see me do it.
Cain left me earlier when he realized I was having my own fun. He had to go to get back to his tasks and I thanked him genuinely. Everything that had bothered me since yesterday seemingly wiped out due to the enjoyment I found with riding horses.
I have only ever heard my wolf once, and it wasn’t a nice experience. We were both in pain, her whimpers were
