Narah POV
All eyes turn to look at me. It isn't the first time I have been the center of attention, but it doesn't make the task any easier.
Nyx is sitting in the corner of the room, wagging her tail at me. Once again, I cannot tell if she is a figment of my imagination or not.
'Just because I am part of your imagination, does that make me any less real?" Nyx laughs in my direction.
"Shh," I hush her.
I take my eyes off the silver wolf in the corner and look back at the rest of the room. The Golden Wolf is staring at me. I can see the interest building in her eyes. She knows we are alike, and she fears that one day we will be the same. I know the answer, but that is not for me to tell.
I watch as the Golden Wolf sits up up. One of her mates is lifeless in the bed, and t
