Samantha
The next day was slow. None of us was thrilled about the day. Alex and I spent the entire morning in each other's arms. I had no appetite although what I had done had left me completely weak. I didn't want Alex to know, so I pretended I was okay. My vision was a bit blur. Helena had let me know it was part of the effect. I was a young wolf, and soul sharing was usually done after claiming so we could draw on each other's strengths. I couldn't draw strength from Alex even if he claimed me because Spirit wolfs don't mate with Werewolves. Mine would be the first-ever, and so, I had no clue how our bond would work. Alex couldn't mark me until I was twenty-one years old according to werewolves laws. I couldn't tell him to do otherwise because they believed I was a werewolf. As thi
