34. What a great day.
Marcus P.O.V:
She's a wolf....
She walked gracefully slow through the forest, feeling the mud between her toes. I was so mesmerised by the way her body moved along in the moonlight. As she breathed in the cold midnight air. Her hair dressing her body, while a few strand of hair was loose blowing in the wind. I couldn't stop watching her as she gracefully walked.
Though, I still couldn't figure out how she became a wolf. Especially when she couldn't tell me how. My mind was slowly going insane trying to figure it all out. It frustrates me, that she couldn't speak. I'm slowly dying to hear her voice again but I never know if she would ever speak again.
We were only a few steps away from the pack house and I realised we were still naked. "Samantha, uh-uh do you wan
