Eden
I ran out of Grammy’s studio and back to my room. Pacing the floor anxiously, I linked Phoebe to come see me. While I waited for her I tried talking to Wren, but she was choosing to ignore me. Within minutes Phoebe was bursting through my bedroom door.
“Eden whats wrong?!” she asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me over to my bed to sit down. “Did something happen?”
“Phoebe, I think I found my mate!” I blurted out. She tilted her head, confused.
“You’re not going to be 17 for another two weeks though. You don’t even have your wolf yet. Are you sure?”
“That’s just it, nobody knows, but I have my wolf. Sort of. I can’t shift yet, but the Moon Goddess herself sent Wren - that’s her name - to me early to help me adjust to this whole royal thing.” Phoebe’s eyes widened.
“Whoa, Ede
