NINA'S POV
The scent of books and antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the thick silence in Dr. Sarah’s office.
I shifted in my chair, my sweater sleeves bunched in my fists as I stole a glance at her. She was watching me like a hawk, waiting.
Normally, she was the one pushing me to talk, but today, I had asked for this session. And judging by the slight raise of her brow, she was surprised.
But after what happened at the Moon Festival.. after the strange pull I felt toward not just one but two wolves. I knew something was wrong. Or maybe, nothing in my life had ever been normal to begin with.
My wolf had finally stirred.
I bit my lip, my fingers nervously tracing the hem of my sleeve. It reacted to both of them, but… the feeling wasn’t the same. I didn’t know anything
