Evan's POV
The melodic chorus of night crickets gradually seeped into my ears, stirring a response within my body. I could hear the gentle crunch of leaves beneath me as I wriggled slightly. Attempting to open my eyelids proved challenging; they remained stubbornly heavy, resisting my efforts to peel them open completely. My head throbbed, and I struggled to break free from the depths of my subconscious, yearning for full consciousness.
After a few agonizing seconds, a hazy voice, all too familiar, reached my ears.
'Evan, Evan, wake up!' The crisp voice pierced through the fog of my subconscious, urging me to awaken.
That voice belonged to my wolf, Leo. Summoning every ounce of strength, I managed to pry my eyes open. It took several seconds for the blurriness to dissipate, a
