EVANGELINE
I don’t remember how I got home.
I don’t know if Bella brought me, or if I somehow managed to bring myself in my broken and wounded state. The last thing I remembered was shifting and giving complete control to my wolf.
It was practically unheard of for us to black out when we gave our wolves control. We were united, whatever they saw, I saw, and whatever they felt, we felt, but in times of extreme emotions, sometimes our wolves could take it upon themselves to feel the brunt of the pain and block us from it.
I assume that’s what my wolf did because right now, I couldn’t feel her. I tried speaking to her, but it was like talking into an empty void. The pain from yesterday must have worn her out so much, she was taking her time to rest.
It would also explain the pounding hea
