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The forest engulfed me as I left my friends and the fire behind. I had no idea where to find Aspen, but I trusted that my instincts and wolf would guide me. Despite my romantic choice, I still had a connection to him. He was family.
My feet brought me to a clearing, not far from the first line of trees. A somber tune caught my attention and I followed the whistled lullaby. It was a song I didn’t recognise, and yet, I knew what it was about. The forlorn tune of sorrow danced through the leaves and trees and brought me to Aspen. The look in his face reflected the same sadness as the melody of his song.
Not wanting to interrupt, I leaned against a tree and waited for him to notice me. His eyes darted up and I was caught in his gaze. Captivated by the melancholy.
He stopped his whistle a
