After her meditation, her connection to Paxi was stronger. Carmel climbed into bed. It had been an early morning and an exhausting day so far. She wasn’t ready to go and face Gretel, so she lay there, staring at the ceiling and just feeling her wolf. She wasn’t sure when, in the last day or two, that she had started thinking of Paxi as “hers,” but now she did. How did that change things for her and getting back to her old life? She had a responsibility to the memory of her parents, to the hundreds of people employed by the Jacobs Foundation and the thousands of people that they helped every year through grants and other programs.
Carmel thought about Richard too. Although she had been shocked to see him changing into a wolf, but now that she had been immersed in this world, even for such
