Penelope
I can't sleep even when I force my eyes shut.
I have been tossing and turning for hours, my mind filled with thoughts and the memories of my earlier encounter with Graham.
But worse than the memories is the mate bond. Melody has been sulking for some reason and thinking about our mate isn't doing me any good.
I understand the consequences of our separation on our wolves.
The pain is one thing, but what scares me is the effect this uncompleted bond has on our wolves.
The more we stay apart, the more we risk the chances of losing our wolves.
I throw off the covers and sit up, pressing a hand to my chest. My heart is racing, and Melody is restless, pacing inside my mind with anxious energy.
“What's wrong with you?” I ask her silently.
“Mate,” she whines. “ I want mate.” Sh
