Willow
The woods were quiet that morning. Willow couldn't hear any birds singing or insects buzzing. Heavy clouds hung overhead, threatening rain. She followed the familiar path to the shelter.
With each step, her stomach fluttered. She hadn't seen Ronan since they parted ways before the ritual and her soul felt like it would rise right out of her body and drift away.
Willow sighed, hugging herself and unable to control her ever-widening smile.
“Grrrr."
Freezing in place, Willow glanced over her shoulder and saw a silvery-gray wolf between two trees. It snarled at her, head lowered.
“What can I do for you?" Willow asked.
The wolf snorted, a cloudy breath in the chilly air. She pawed at the ground with her front paw.
“Perhaps if we are to have a conversation, we should do so f
