It is today. That are the words that rush through me even before I open my eyes.
“Storm, I’m terrified,” I confess.
“Do you need the supportive version of ‘you can do it' or the truth that I’m scared shitless?” Storm replies.
“It doesn’t matter,” I groan, “neither will help.”
I drag myself out of bed and through the shower. I am about to go downstairs for breakfast when there is a knock on my door.
“Come in,” I shout.
Logan enters and I smile weakly at him before I run straight into his arms and cling to him for dear life.
“That bad, huh?” he asks.
“You have no idea,” I mumble in his shirt while inhaling his scent as if it is the air that I breathe.
“Babe, you’ve practised every day and you know you were good, to begin with, now you’re great. There’s no way that any wolf can beat
