“Toya?” I looked at Urbi, but she shook her head.
“The other one.” She turned pleading eyes to me. “Save my human. She is the person I share my soul with and I refuse to walk with another.” Walk with another? What? She saw the confusion on my face. “We have a choice, wolves I mean. We choose who we share our lives with.” Then she turned away. “Save her.” Then she was gone.
I watched her face away, back into the trees, before I turned and faced the glass. I pressed my hands against it, and instead of a solid wall I thought I was going to find, I felt in push in almost as if it was a bubble. I forced myself deeper, pushing farther in, causing the bubble to cave in.
Every step I took in the harder the bubble pushed back against me. It was fighting back, refusing to let me enter, and that
