~Jenetta’s PoV~
My chest feels strangely tight as Tamir walks away. On the plus side, he says he believes I’m Jenetta now, even though my wolf still hasn’t appeared to prove it. He’s also proving his trust in me by leaving me to return to the farmhouse on my own, which should make me happy. There’s nothing to stop me from running if I want to, but where would I go? Perhaps he knows that my options are extremely limited, or that I’d never leave Angie and Marie behind.
However, it’s clear that my real identity changes the way he feels about me. His tone is colder, his shoulders stiffer, and his dark, intense eyes feel more distant. Perhaps he just can’t stand to be around me a minute longer, and that feels like a loss, though I don’t really understand why.
For just a moment, when I heard
