Olivia
The day had begun like any other, but as I sat across from Angela in our favorite coffee shop, I knew something was different.
There was a question burning inside me, and I couldn’t hold it back any longer. The connection between Nathan and my wolf had grown too strong to ignore, and it was time to confide in someone.
After days of hearing little snippets, echoes of my wolf’s voice every time I brushed hands with Nathan or came too close to him in the hallways of the villa, I was certain that he was connected somehow.
Angela was my closest friend, and I trusted her more than anyone else. And that was why I invited her here today: to tell her what had been happening.
“So, Angela, there’s something I need to talk to you about,” I began, my fingers nervously traci
