*Noah*
An uneasy feeling settled in me on the way back to Drogomor. I knew I should feel beyond happy and excited about seeing Merida.
I was… I think.
My wolf was not, which was frustrating, to say the least.
The positive memories of me with her—watching the stars, running through the woods, and talking about our feelings together—bombarded my mind. I scolded myself, wanting to focus on that, not any sadness related to leaving Zara.
Zara and I would remain friends, and that would be just fine. I wasn't sure why I felt hollow every time I had to chase away the thoughts of her.
Running my hands through my hair, I let out a sigh.
One of the Drogomor guards next to me, Felix, asked, “Are you doing alright, sir?"
“I am," I said. “I'm very excited to see Merida again. I thought… I
