Celeste shrugged. “I promised you I would do whatever I could to help Lyka recover,” she said, giving me a sad smile. “I just want you to have your brother back. And this seemed like the most promising way to make that happen.”
I turned, strolling back over to where she stood. “I know you can’t shift right now,” I said, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to my chest. “But perhaps we can come up with another method to work out some of the tension in your shoulders? Help you sleep?”
Celeste tipped her head back against my bulk and smiled up at me, looking thoughtful. “You always want to chase me, huh?” she noted, giving me an amused grin. “I don’t need to be in a wolf’s skin to make that happen.”
Before I said anything else, she quickly wrenched herself free of my arms, dar
