~Danielle~
I was so nervous, almost on the brink of crying. It had been a day since the pull I felt with my sour-wolf broke. Even though it was small, I was sure this week it had multiplied. Now, it was gone. What had happened to my wolf?
I had begun to understand all of this as my magic started getting stronger. Since I decided to really fight for my mate, we talked every day. Each day the bond with him grew stronger, almost like a sixth sense, a good, warm feeling like you get before a fall. That was how my bond with Benjamin felt.
Yesterday, I was mid-lesson when a sharp pain in my chest lasted for a second. I thought I had cursed myself somehow, but after it receded, I tried feeling him, and nothing—Ben was gone.
Now, I had my face on my elbow trying to call him. I even tried calli
