My wolf? Like, my own?
A mixture of fear, adrenaline, and the freaking need to jump up and down while screaming, "Yes! Woohoo! IIIIIIH!" rushed through me while I took in the massive white wolf. Her fur looked so smooth and soft, gently waving in the wind. To say she was beautiful was a clear understatement.
But she didn't seem to share my enthusiasm; while I felt like a bubble about to burst, her eyes still followed the dancing northern light. So far away now, I could only imagine where it had been.
The woman, Selene, suddenly smacked the beast's shoulder, and her head snapped in her direction with a low growl. My breath stuck in my throat; of course, she didn't want me. Who wanted to be dealt the weak human girl?
"Dirfta! It is not her fault!"
She scolded, and the beast
