Randolph felt a lot of different feelings as he gazed at Jasmine. Within the past few months, they had grown a strong, unspoken bond that went beyond words. She had always been with him and cared for him with unwavering devotion.
But at this very moment, he realized something that hit him like a wave. It was clear to him that Jasmine wasn't even a wolf yet, and this harsh truth made their connection less secure. A feeling of dread settled in his heart, like something wasn't quite right. Even though the bond between them had gotten stronger, he couldn't shake the unsettling thought that it might not have formed in the first place.
He didn't feel safe with their bond in the big picture of the werewolf world. It was a strange mix of close friends and something more. In their world, being a
