Neil
I inhaled slowly, holding back the sting behind my eyes. She was mine. Or could have been, in another world where fate didn’t play dice. I couldn't ask her outright. She hadn't awakened her wolf. I could feel it. She was near it, and a part of me didn't want the confirmation. I looked down at our joined hands, watching the way our magic ebbed and flowed together, invisible to the normal shifter's eye but glowing like a fine mist beneath our skins.
But I wasn’t the only one she resonated with. Her magic welcomed mine easily, yes, but it would mean nothing soon enough.
I didn't want to give up easily. Nothing in me wanted to back down.
Why am I not enough?
I swallowed that thought. It was all too familiar, a carry over from hearing too many whispers. I took a deep breath. I look
