It suddenly became suffocating because she was right there across from me and I couldn't reach out to her or touch her, no matter how much I wanted to.
I had spent the last few minutes listening to her breathe and fight my wolf who was going crazy due to her scent.
I had to do something to clear my head. Something to keep me grounded and stop me from doing something that I would surely regret.
I checked my watch casually.
“I can't sleep,” I said to the ceiling, talking more to myself than to her. “I’m going to train. Are you coming?”
She hesitated.
Through the mate bond I could feel her thinking, weighing her choices and deciding if training with me was a good idea.
I felt it the moment she decided that learning to defend herself was better than being haunted more times than she can
