THE WOLF STOLE COMMAND so thoroughly that I checked out for several long minutes. Then, waking, I failed to cringe or argue when she followed Theta in a ground-eating hunt.
The sky was as blue as I’d ever seen it, Adena soaring above our heads like a third member of our pack. Theta and I caught the scent of a rabbit together, split apart and raced our prey until she snapped its neck.
Adena winged down to meet us as we gorged on the furry tidbit. The taste was rich and delicious, but the sight of blood knocked me out of the beauty of the day. Unwilling to succumb to recent memory, I burrowed down deeper, rocking dreamlike within the wolf’s belly while letting my animal half have her head.
I woke some time later when Harry joined us, all bristling fur and snapping jaws that never quite ma
