At Chris's wary look, Allison felt her pulse quicken. "I take it that's not normal?" she asked.
Slowly, Chris shook his head. "Our beasts can't communicate with us any further than showing us what they need or want. The fact that Deucalion's wolf actually talks to him and you…that's…I've never heard of it."
Her breath caught as Edward finally woke up inside her, moving around. Allison knew it. She knew Deucalion was different. The story of wolf legends sprang up into her mind.
Suddenly, she had an incredible urge to protect Deucalion. She strongly suspected she'd confided too much. "Chris, this stays between us. Do you understand?" She put every ounce of her queenliness into her tone.
Instantly, he went into a low bow. "Of course, your Grace."
"Nobody outside Deucalion or myself is to
