**Eric**
Hayden was quiet most of the trip except for the automatic mhm and yes, she gave to Sam and the rest of the group who talked to her. I could tell she was struggling with the concept of Remiel being her soul and the idea of us being mates for centuries. What bothered her the most was that her life would never be normal. She was now forever entangled in the lives of every creature to be born of magic.
I wished that she would let me claim her, at least then I could read some of her thoughts and talk to her without speak aloud for others to hear. Her silence was killing me.
We arrived at the estates just before the storm opened above us. Emptying the car was never a problem when the wolves could life 200lbs over their heads without batting an eye. The rain started as the last of
