Briar
I set down my fork, choosing my words carefully. The weight of his gaze made it hard to think. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. About everything that's happened, about... us." The word felt like ash in my mouth, but I pressed on. "I'm starting to see things differently."
Eric's eyebrows shot up, a triumphant smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Oh? Do tell. I'm all ears."
I took another sip of wine, buying myself a moment. The rich flavor helped ground me. "Well, I've realized that maybe I've been too... hasty in my judgments. There's clearly a lot about this situation – about being a Spirit Wolf – that I don't understand. And maybe... maybe I've been unfair to you."
Eric leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement. The candlelight caught the sharp planes o
