ALISON'S POV
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With Isaac talking about shifting , it makes me itch to do so , but what if I can't ? His grabs my hand , dragging his thumb over the top of my hand repeatedly and I guess he could tell that the topic made me uncomfortable , or scared . I feel confused about it . He stares right into my eyes and as our heads lean forward like magnets pulling together , the elevator door pings before opening . Hand in hand , we walk down the hall , my eyes glancing at the ring around my finger far too many times , but I can't help it .
I didn't suspect it , but when he asked and got down on one knee , I felt normal for a split second , my bones didn't itch , I didn't miss the pack and all the people surrounding me and I didn't smell or hear anything else because all of my focus was on him
