"When did this happen?" I asked eagerly, my voice tinged with curiosity.
"After our talk in the laundry room," Lacy replied, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "Everything you said about Ori sort of stuck with me. I started talking to her and asked if I could have a wolf like Silver." She paused, clearly uncomfortable with what she was about to reveal. "But I was really shocked when I felt her."
The other women around us exchanged astonished glances. This was clearly news to them.
"Wow, thank you, Ori," I muttered, a sense of warmth flooding my chest. "So, have you named her yet? I guess you can see why I call mine Silver... unoriginal, huh?"
Lacy chuckled, a soft, genuine sound. "Yeah, but she's a beautiful wolf with a beautiful name. It suits her. I have an idea about the name
