“I noticed.” He set me down on two feet. “Why is that?”
“I don’t know. We don’t communicate well. It takes a little time for me to call her.”
“All right. I’ll shift first.”
Watching him, and every other wolf really, shift, always made me a little frustrated. It was always so seamless and easy with them. I was still calling for my wolf when he was done, and by the time my wolf was out, he was getting downright impatient.
My wolf shook out her stress, and as always, I tried to open a line of communication with her.
Hey. How are you? I’m sorry I got us into this mess and nearly drowned us.
Nothing.
Duke nosed at me and started to trot. I easily kept pace with him, staying just a little behind while my wolf stayed vigilant.
I hadn’t lied to him. I had no intention of running from him
