We walked through the forest in what I could only call a comfortable silence, which was unexpected. Bailey was happily looking around, enjoying the scenery, while I was fighting hard not to ask questions and also fighting Zion, who was pushing hard to push through and shift. He was desperate to come out and go for a run. But, I knew we were here for Bailey right now, and I didn’t think my wolf out on one of his rampages was what she needed to see…
“Thanks for not asking too much.” Bailey suddenly said as we approached the treeline, heading back toward the pack. “When I didn’t want to talk.”
“It is fine.” I said with a small smile. “I realized that somethings are difficult to talk about. I know that better than anyone.”
“Yeah?” she looked at me curiously. I could tell from the expressi
