Chapter 62

I have no words, and when he lets me go and sits back on his haunches, I can feel the relief swarming my way that he knows I can’t deny what I saw. We can’t twist the memories or alter them; he didn’t lie to me at all. I saw for myself that what he said was true; I can’t deny it in any way. I sit in stunned silence and let it sink in. So hyper-aware of his presence, sensitive, but emotionally all over the place and unsure how to feel. “Imagine what you could do when you harness it and train to fight.” His words are hushed, his hand coming up to touch my cheek gently, but I cringe away from him. Still on high alert and wary, but also submerged in shame at what I saw myself do. I didn’t recognize that wolf as any connection to me. She was feral and relentless and insanely wild. This is why they never allow us to turn if we can’t control ourselves. “I could have killed you. I tried to kill you.” It’s uttered in broken shame, my voice shaking and raspy as it all filters through. Steeped in