Derrick
I love this part.
Right before the sun sets, when I can feel the approach of the Goddess. Every cell and fibre of my being comes alive. I can feel the nudge of my animal – gentle, calm in her presence – and the love of her approaching embrace.
My senses heighten. The expectation undulates through me. My skin begins to prick. I can feel the power of my animal vibrating through me.
It’s the only time my wolf is truly at peace with himself and the world. The only chance I get to shift and enjoy the experience because he doesn't try to wrestle control from me.
“Get up,” I say to Alisa who had gone quiet.
She is so, so scared, and she hasn’t stopped crying since I told her that I found her spectacular. A part of her thinks I’m lying. Most of her never started believing me in the
