Derek’s P.O.V.
The blonde wolf rolled from her back to her side and was struggling to get on all fours. She was panicking and yelped in pain, her ocean eyes big with both surprise and fear. This right here had not been another hidden secret between us. I could tell that Jessica did not know that she was a wolf. Hell, I didn’t even know she was a freaking wolf! How the hell hadn’t I known about this any sooner? Why hadn’t my own wolf, Pitch, been able to pick this up using his freaking wolf senses? Why did she come off as a human to both of us? f**k… Jessica never knew she was a wolf or even partly wolf. She had never acted like a wolf, smelled like a wolf, lived like a wolf… f**k!
Which also meant, that she had never shifted into her wolf up until a couple of seconds ago. Which also mean
