YASMIN
My wolf has always been calm and collected, making it easier to communicate and control it, but the sight of the man in front of me was stripping all of that calm in my body. Still, I tried my best to stay sane while contemplating whether to let him into our camp or not.
Good Goddess, I didn’t even know his name, and yet I could feel his emotions mixing with mine to the point that I was already confused about which was which. It’s odd, intriguing, and confusing all at the same time.
“Patrick.” He suddenly broke the silence between us.
“What?” I responded a second late.
He let out a meek smile, “it’s my name. I’m Patrick Reed. What’s yours?”
“I’m Yasmin.” I calmly answered, but it was the opposite of my heart, still in huge chaos. I found myself inching away from him, only b
