Luca's POV
She was absolutely exquisite. The beautiful wolf that stood before has the white and silver fur that shone with the light of the overhead chandelier. Large brown eyes stared back at me as she approached me.
I reach up with my right hand to gently brush at her nozzle and the fur at the side of her face. When she let out a little whine of content I couldn't help the chuckle that escapes me.
My hand brushes the top of her head and I'm instantly attentive to the silver mark located at the middle of her forehead. My fingers brush the fur there and it becomes apparent that it's imprinted on her fur.
I turn the the goddess to question her and she responds in kind. Eliza's wolf bares the mark of the hybrid, one that she should wear with pride. A smile breaks across my face and I hav
