My heart skipped a beat at how impossible it was for even María José to acknowledge her wolf.
"What are you talking about? You have a wolf. I just felt it. You have to feel it. You have to…"
"No," she cut me off, her eyes narrowing as she took a step back. "You're a liar. You've been lying this whole time. I don't feel anything. I don't feel my wolf or your damn wolf."
She scoffed, shaking her head like she couldn't believe what I was saying. "Do you think I'm just some fool you can charm with your ridiculous stories?"
My chest tightened, my throat going dry as her words struck me. "So you really don't feel it?" I asked quietly, the doubt creeping into my voice.
"I don't," she spat. "And frankly, I'm getting pretty tired of you trying to convince me otherwise. Maybe you're just looking for more excuses to get under my pants like you did with Rosa."
