Ayla
It was eerie as I watched his eyes coated with a film of white. It wasn’t thick, you could still see his eyes, but it was creepy, like staring at a void. His eyes finally cleared, and I’m sure my face said it all as his face went to worry as I watched him.
“First. Werewolves can communicate through our minds. We call it a mind-link. It’s how we can communicate while shifted to our wolves. It also helps when we don’t have phones,” he explained. My mind was completely blown. Like that was the most bizarre thing I’ve heard. But then it makes total sense. Maybe I just figured the wolves talked like cartoons.
“Wow.” I breathed out.
“So you were talking with someone in your mind?” I exclaimed, maybe a little too excited, making him chuckle.
“It was my dad. He asked me to meet him.”
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