Hope, Despair and Betrayal
The shift to her wolf form was fast and smooth, so natural, almost like her wolf had been waiting for so long under the surface of her skin to break free and run back to her mate ― where she belonged. And this time, Estelle was in perfect synchronization ― physically, but most importantly emotionally ― with her wolf. She too felt like she was going back to where she belonged. She belonged with Victor, she knew that now. She had only been foolish enough to be in denial of her own obvious feelings towards him, when actually she hadn't even been that good in hiding them. Turning her head back one last time, she saw her father smile to her genuinely and encouragingly. Where would she be without this strange man that now felt like family? Probably back to her Court, still trying to convince
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