REINER
Putting James to do something constructive was the key to helping him calm down for good, and to make his wolf dormant again: after all, both the human and the animal were still too young not only to sustain a shifting, but to truly coexist. The awakening had deprived both of a lot of energy.
For over an hour, we did nothing but build our castle in silence - and in the meantime, I decided how to deal with it. How to explain everything to him. Who he was. What he was. What he'd felt, and why.
“Hey,” I called to him after a while, as I helped him add another tower to the castle. “Do you know what a pack is?”
James shook his head.
Of course he didn't: he was only three, for heaven's sake, and had lived his whole life in New York.
“Well, you know Mommy and I do wolfie, right?
