Chapter Forty-Six - Mason

Running with Jessica put my wolf at peace. Even with the Hell of dealing with her giving me a lycan mark, my wolf didn’t care. I didn’t either for that matter. Nothing mattered but having her with me. She was safe and at liberty to be free, something I wasn't sure we could grasp with the current drama in town. The feeling of hot Louisiana air pushing through my fur, and chasing after her, made life seem simple. If only we didn’t have any other problems. For a brief moment, I let them roll off my back. I imagined them flinging into a mud puddle to drown for good. Jessica’s wolf zoomed through the woods, over brush and upturned trees. Her ease at shifting shocked me. Not to mention her ability to run so swiftly. We all knew her wolf was different the moment she shifted. She-wolves, in normal situations, weren’t larger than an alpha. I’d never heard of an incident where a she-wolf was larger than an alpha. But Jessica was special no matter the outcome of her blood. She was special t