Celia
After a life filled with nothing but pain and hardships, my wolf is finally here. My inner wolf’s growls pick at the corners of my mind. Her embrace is warm and welcoming, almost as if we have been separated for the entirety of our lives.
There is something childlike about her, though. Her howls and barks sound like that of a puppy rather than a full fledged adult wolf like others my age would have.
Is her mental age due to her being freshly born in my mind? Or does it have to do with the constant struggle we have been through the past years of my life?
That’s okay, though! We will grow together and learn from each other.
I look up from the dressing room floor and meet my own eyes in the mirror. The color of my irises are more vibrant, almost with a glimmering hue now that my wo
