My wolf stirred within me. It wanted to take over. It wanted me to give it control over the situation.
But I couldn't let that happen. If I did, then Clara wouldn't have a chance to stop me. Except if she let her own wolf out too.
She watched me closely and saw that I was in some bit of discomfort. But she didn't go ahead to ask me any question about it.
I guessed that she had somehow seen that my discomfort wasn't ordinary.
I breathed in and out,. Shut my eyes, trying to calm the raging beast inside of me so I don't let it out.
Whooo. It has been a long time over since anyone had made my wolf behave that way. In fact, I don't think any lady had made my wolf come out that way.
I looked at her and she was still staring at me. Then I slowly got to my feet.
"My wolf," I told her.
She said nothing.
"It wants you," I went on.
"I seem to notice that," I said, and her voice was so soft that it came out in a whisper.
"Why does it want me?" she asked.
