Amie
Howling! I was howling. I was in my wolf form, standing on a hill looking out over the most spectacular view I had ever seen, and I was howling at the moon. There were so many things to unpack in that sentence, it made me dizzy. But in a good way. The howling died out and I tried to get a look at myself. I was much steadier on my paws and I twisted and turned in an attempt to get a look at my body. I heard a huffing sound and looked over at Finlay’s wolf, and I swear he was laughing. His sand-coloured wolf was just as mouth watering handsome as his human form. I was grateful he had been with me through the night. He was a good Alpha. He stood up and trotted over to me and swung his head in a gesture I thought meant he wanted me to follow him. I nodded and he took a small path leading
