"Again? Why is everyone telling me she either has no wolf or she shouldn't shift?" Sean was irritated. "Wait. Nana, did you say she…"
"Yes. She shouldn't shift."
"Then…"
"Yes. My poor baby…" Nana's eyes watered. She stopped what she was doing to wipe away her tears.
"So she has a wolf!" Sean gasped, excitement clearly on his face.
"Not just any wolf, dear. She has a special wolf."
"And you're telling me this just now?" He furrowed. I would have found it amusing how his mood suddenly dropped in such a short span of time.
"Not so loud dear." Nana transferred the squeezed out juice from the herb into a bowl. "Help her up a little."
Sean did as he was told. He was trying hard to be as gentle as possible, as if I'd break into pieces if he ever held me tighter.
"Felicity, dear,
