Natasha POV
An hour into our run, Flora stopped, turned back towards the direction we came and stood staring vacantly for a long time like she was picking up on something my own human senses couldn’t. I still find it hard to tap into her the way she does me. Not being born a wolf left me at a disadvantage. Flora is truly in full control in this form as I have no control over her will.
I’m sure it has something to do with our lack of unity in all things. After rejecting Andrew, she snubs me or ridicules me more than anything, and I try to always shove her back, out of my head. It’s not a good feeling living for four years out of sync and in discord with your own wolf. I think over the last few days, sharing the sorrow and shame of what I did to Andrew brought us somewhat closer, but she
