Phoebe woke with a start, still in her wolf form. Raising her head, she yawned and looked down at the young woman huddled in her fur. Shannon had returned to her human form, but a pleasant smile indicated she was having a good dream.
‘Máni?’
‘Yes?’ Máni’s voice seemed oddly distant.
‘Was that a dream?’
‘More like three dreams. Ours, hers and his.’
‘His?’
‘Shannon’s Mate.’
‘So that wolf was real?’
‘Of course he’s real. I can’t make a wolf appear out of thin air.’
‘But who is he? Where is he?’
‘I don’t know. I’ve never smelled him before and I didn’t feel a link, so it’s safe to assume he’s not from our pack. But he is close. Maybe he’s from a neighboring pack?’
‘But how do we find him?’
‘We don’t,’ Máni said.
‘But Shannon.’
‘Is strong. And now that she feels the connection to
