Aysha was sitting on Zayne’s bed with crossed legs and closed eyes, trying to calm her breath as she focused on her wolf and tried to connect to the supposed energy source that Anita had sensed. She was wearing a yellow spaghetti strap top and baggy pants with her hair in a bun, and although it was the third outfit she had tried after her bath, she still felt uncomfortable.“Do you feel anything?” Aysha asked her wolf.
“Hungry,” Mel shrugged in her mind.
“You’re a lot of help,” Aysha grunted as she got off the bed.
“I don’t know what I’m looking for,” Mel sighed, “And neither do you.”
“Thanks so much for summing that up so simply,” Aysha sighed, but then something came to her. “I’ve never asked, but what do you feel when I use my power?” she asked, and Mel stayed silent for a while.
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