I’m too tired for the full dream state that night, but even though I’m asleep some part of me is conscious of my wolf moving anxiously to the edge of my bond with Jacks, and lifting her snout, and giving a sharp little howl, her feet tapping and calling to his wolf.
Jackson’s wolf appears instantly across that little bridge, trotting across it with ease but lowering his head a little when he sees mine – takes in the mess of her fur, covered in dust and dirt from hours running with Luca’s wolf, using her body to knock free the mud and the dust.
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