CHAPTER 22Kira, are you all right? the wolf asked.
Kira blinked. He knew her name? She stared at him.
Did they…touch you? the wolf asked. His mind-voice was reticent.
No, Kira said and then hesitated. Why did he care about her?
Good, he said, and nuzzled her.
The nuzzle was not s****l in any way, but comforting. As one might hug a small child, she thought. His touch was remarkably gentle considering that a few moments before, he had been ripping into another werewolf.
Who are you? Kira asked.
A gleam entered the black wolf’s eyes. You don’t recognize me?
The wolf looked familiar. He was remarkably like the wolf in her dreams, and yet Kira knew she had met him in human form. A name came unbidden to her mind. Alaric?
The black wolf flashed a toothy grin. I would give you more proof,
