Max
"Follow mate!" My wolf exclaims loudly in my head. I didn't need him to tell me twice. However, just as I turned, my mother grabbed my wrist. "Give her space. It's a lot to process." I know she's right, but I can't let her be alone with a million questions and thoughts running through that precious head of hers.
"Mom." I simply state and she lets go of my wrist. Running outside, it didn't take long to follow her scent to the garden. Even when she's stressed out and pacing back and forth in front of the rose bushes, she is beautiful. "Ruby." She stops her pacing and stares at me.
"Max." The moment she says my name, I notice tears begin to roll down her face. My heart begins to race as anxiety starts to take over me. I always love hearing her say my name, but this time it sounded li
