Zoey
The feel of running free in Seana’s body was wonderful, really. It helped calm me down almost as much as Troy’s touch. I know I am not ready to be in a relationship, but I couldn’t deny the fact that I wished he had been there with me all day. That his touch, in his human and wolf form, hadn’t calmed me instantly. His wolf I had seen before, that pitch-black wolf. He was elegant, really. Everything you picture an alpha wolf would look like. As we walked back, I noticed that my wolf was only an inch or two shorter than him. I remembered not all wolves were as large as him. The only ether one I had seen that came close to being as large as him was Jack’s grey wolf. I don’t know why but this knowledge made me happy for some reason. I wasn’t the size of just any normal wolf. I was nearly
