Cash
The run is about to begin, so I strip to complete my transition to my wolf. Once I shift, I notice Delaney in a lounge chair at the house. She looks sad. ‘Go to mate,’ my wolf encouraged. ‘Mate,’ I asked. How does he know she is our mate? She didn’t shift, so he’s not eighteen. He shouldn’t be getting his hopes up.
‘Look, dipshit, Delaney is our mate. She is the other half of our soul.’ Why are you saying she instead of them? Her wolf would be your mate, and her human should be mine. I argued. “She is not a wolf, you i***t. So she is ours, and there will be no wolf.’ Does she know this? That is a stupid question. She doesn’t know where she is from.
My wolf runs to Delaney. When we get close, he belly crawls and lays his head in her lap.
“Hey, there, cute wolf.” She
