Soon, we finished digging in. The two of them bid their farewell as they left for other work to do. I, on the other hand, went back to my bed. I sat down and tried to meditate in order to gather back my strength.
For the past few days that I practiced meditation, I wasn't able to enter the deepest part of my consciousness where my wolf had been imprisoned. I wasn't able to reach the state of complete calmness since I'd gotten agitated and perturbed these past few days. It was Ezekiel's fault! After all, he'd never touched me even when I was obviously waiting for him.
Taking one last deep breath, I finally opened my eyes. I felt more refreshed and relaxed now that I meditated. Thankfully, Ezekiel taught me this technique. Or else, I would never have the pleasure to experience such feeling
