Orion's POV
I look on as the most amazing looking wolf with ember speckled red fur and alluring hazel eyes stood before me. The smell of a summer's rain and honey fill my nostrils as I hear Jared hum in my mind.
What is happening? This pull I feel towards the wolf shouldn't be happening. A wolf-less person should not be fated to anyone. That's not fair to her.
And why would you make such a statement. The goddess determines these things. Are you stating her wrong?
Jared's question rings in my ears as the red wolf approaches me and stops just an arm's length away from me as though gauging me reaction. I feel my feet walking me forward to close the distance between us and the red wolf dips its head to brush it's furry head against my chest. A wave of warmth engulfs my chest as a heat rad
