I exhale shakily, So much for the world seeming the same today. My wolf observes.
I can’t make myself move, because a new possibility has occurred to me now. “Is it… is it always going to be this way?” I whisper, so only Philippe can hear. “People bowing and scraping wherever I go? Afraid to look me in the eye? Am I never going to have a normal interaction again?”
Philippe steps up beside me, a strong, steady presence. “I think you humans have a saying, you have to teach people how to treat you.”
My lip quirks, “thank you for calling me a human.”
He nods with a soft smile, “the point is that everyone is in shock and doesn’t know what to do… as far as we know there’s never been anyone like you before. So if you don’t want them to bow and scrape, then tell them not to. Tell them you’re
