No sooner had Cillian left, an ash gray wolf came out of the woods. It was limping slightly, but otherwise looked unhurt. It came over toward Maya with an air of friendliness that the human woman didn’t expect. In fact, Maya’s first reaction was to run back into the house, but something about this wolf seemed a bit familiar. She remembered seeing it in the clearing when she was injured.
“I know you,” Maya remarked.
The wolf took a step back and shifted into Ash. “I would hope so,” she said with a laugh. “We heal better in wolf form, so I was waiting for my leg to heal,” she explained.
Maya simply nodded.
“Have you seen a large brown wolf with a gray patch on his head?” Ash asked.
“I’ve only seen Cillian and...” Her eyes widened. “Liam!” She rushed back into the house. She fo
