L E I L A N I
She handed the bowl to Fenrir, who took a sip before passing it to me. I drank from it, the coppery taste of our combined blood filling my senses.
It was… an experience. My senses sharpened. I could suddenly smell everything. The scent of the wolves, every single thing. I could hear their heartbeats, the rustle of a leaf a hundred feet away.
And I could feel him. Fenrir. Not just see him, or touch him, but feel him. His emotions, his love for me, it was all there. There was this strong connection between us. An unbreakable connection.
He kissed me, sealing our bond together.
The pack members howled in celebration. And for the first time since I had been there, I felt like I truly belonged.
As we were kissing, a loud growl ripped through the clearing.
The howls of cele
