“Kieran…” I press my forehead against his chest, breathing him in. “I hear voices. I think… I think it’s her. My wolf. She’s… circling. Like she’s pacing around us right now, checking you out or something.”
He goes still for half a second.
Then a low, surprised chuckle rumbles out of him.
“Yeah?” He sounds half-amused, half-relieved. “She’s been quiet for a while. Guess she finally decided to introduce herself properly.”
I pull back just enough to look up at him again. “You hear her, too?”
“Not the words exactly,” he admits, one corner of his mouth twitching. “But I feel her. She’s been brushing against my wolf since the bond started settling. Right now she’s… curious. A little possessive. Circling like she’s deciding whether I’m worth her time.”
“She feels… playful,” I whisper, wipi
