We walked while holding hands for hours.
And it definitely did something.
Not to my wolf but to my heart...
It was beating faster than normal, and it felt so... unusual.
But it didn't feel... bad.
I think I might like it... I didn't know I liked holding hands...
I wonder if it's just with him or- no, it couldn't- I am sure it would be fine holding Sophie's hand as well. I like her, and I grew more comfortable around her. Holding hands with her would also- yeah, it's nothing. It's not because it's him...
We were now inside a chamber full of scribbles and totems sketched in blood.
The room is creepy...
But I find the way we got into the room far more unsettling.
There was no door... there was nothing but trees all around us.
And yet, one moment, we were outside in the woods
