Natalia:
The next morning, something was different.
I couldn’t place it. Couldn’t name it. Couldn’t quite point at the moment it shifted.
But it had.
I felt calmer. My wolf, less aggressive, less trying to hide, more open to this place.
Maybe it was the way the sun felt warmer on my skin than it had in weeks.
Maybe it was the quiet comfort of sleeping through the night without tossing or turning.
Maybe it was the kiss I hadn’t expected, one that left me breathless and confused.
But the heaviness in my chest felt lighter.
And I didn't know how to react to it.
I still didn’t trust this place.
Still didn’t trust him.
But I didn’t feel like drowning anymore.
I didn't feel like I was being pushed into something that I couldn't deal with.
After breakfast, quiet, solitary, as usual,
