After over an hour of trying to feel my wolf, I was getting angry and over it, but Brax just kept pushing me to keep trying. He told me repeatedly that if I could get a hold of it and control it, it would benefit me in the long room and apparently not hurt as much when I shift into one.
I was starting to lose control of my emotions again, frustration and anger fighting their way through.
"I can't do this" I stood up, throwing a rock at the water in a fit of rage. "I do not have a f*****g wolf. This is a waste of him."
Brax stood there staring at me. "You're right. This is a waste of time because I've been going about this all wrong. Your wolf is driven by your anger," he grabbed my hands, holding them in his. "I need to make you angry for you to connect to your wolf."
I stared at him i
