It was a beautiful white wolf. The way she walked you could see a grace that was far beyond a normal wolf. Her fur had a sparkle of silver in it as she shook it. She was larger than a she-wolf but her steps were soft as she approached the black wolf as if stalking him.
I just stared at her, it was true she was the white wolf. My Hailey was the white wolf. But how? I was so sure she was just human. What happened that made her turn?
As I keep asking myself the questions, I do not feel Rebecca’s hand on my arm, till she shacks me.
“We have to go Stef, my power is fading” she just says and turns around, walking back towards the pack house.
I take a last look at Hailey and follow Rebecca, thinking of ways to get her back. As we got back to the hallway again, there was Bruce standing in fron
