Eden’s pov:
Anxious and excited as I was, I could barely remember the events leading up to my shift. I was mostly in my own head, my wolf – my wolf spirit, as she often reminded me – like a total chatterbox. And said chatterbox was in love with the one and only Hunter Black, threatening to do something foolish at every turn.
When the sun was almost setting on that fateful full moon, Hunter came to get me from my room, like the gentleman he could be.
“It's time, love,” he declared softly as I opened the door for him.
I nodded eagerly, no hint of nervousness in sight.
“Are you ready?”
“I was born ready,” was all I offered him, a smile following my words.
“You sassy little minx,” he breathed out softly, even as he leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on my lips, right before I cl
