Zack
The forest was quiet and heavy with the quiet I hadn't figured out yet, the night that always steadied the hell out of me. My wolf stretched inside me, content after the run. Beside me, Zim was still buzzing with restless energy. His breaths came quick but not strained, and the pride in me swelled bigger than my chest could hold. He was mine. My blood. Carrying both worlds in his small frame, and I’d be damned if anyone including Amy thought he was just an ordinary boy.
“Cool huh?” I said, stepping beside him, catching my breath though I didn’t really need it. My wolf never got tired easily.
Zim nodded and tugged at my sleeve and said, “Dad, can we talk? Like, just us?” I felt my gut tighten. Usually, his tone was full of jokes and mischief, but tonight it was cautious like he’d be
