-Evan-
Beautiful… it was all I could think as I lay there late into the night, watching her sleep. So beautiful… I traced my fingers down the side of her face, feeling her sweet warmth spread to me. How was it possible for this sweet, innocent wolf to change me? To make me feel… happy… even loved. I had no idea.
She must have some kind of secret power. That has to be it, I thought, as a small smile spread across my lips.
The little wolf began to whimper softly as she stirred from her sleep, her eyes blinking open. The dark color had faded, and her eyes were back to their normal hue. There was my little wolf.
She noticed me watching her and smiled back before moving closer, seeking comfort. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” she asked sweetly.
“I’m just making sure you’re okay.”
Her smile
