Eleanor’s POV
It’s really you, right? I’m not dreaming? You’re here? You’re back?
I heard Rae chuckle deeply, and it was as though my entire being was alive again. I had missed Rae dearly, but I hadn’t understood the implications until I felt her fully back. Part of me had started to accept that I was going to be wolf-less for the remainder of my days, so that I could begin coping with the loss. However, the other half had been violently fighting the depressing thoughts of what could have been true.
Yes. It is the one, the only, the glorious: Rae!
I smiled hard, doing my best not to cry out of pure joy.
I thought you were gone for good. I thought…
I almost was, to be blunt. El, I’ve been through a lot. I’m not proud to admit that I even hid for a while. I hid from our torturers, I
