Jessica
Hillary was not wrong about Rydge’s wolf being a handsome creature. He was deep and dark to look at but not black, a really dark grey like her own eyes were, and then he had silvered fur just like Harvest did down his legs around his eyes and almost what she thought was sweeping lines of the two colors blending down his body and along his tail.
He was also massive, his eyes were level with hers as she stood there looking at him. His wolf's eyes were a deep dark blue, he kind of looked deeply mysterious to her, he was watching her as much as she was it, one of his ears twitched ever so slightly, and she took a step back from him only to hear Rydge tell her ‘I wouldn’t run, Jess.’
She already knew she was going to. This man had saved her from her hellish life and given her back
