Rose
As I watched Zac and Dylan run off into the woods to shift back to human, all I could think about is hearing them have a conversation about me. I could hear it, clear as a bell. Why? One minute I was cuddling them, watching them play and rough each other up. It had been the most amazing moment to observe. Then I heard their voices in my head, as if they were talking to each other right in front of me…which they were. Still, how could I hear them? They were wolves and I could hear them talking to one another.
More pressingly, they had been talking about the possibility of me being their ‘mate’ whatever that meant. Was being a mate in wolf terms like a girlfriend? The way they were talking, it seemed to mean more. I needed them to be honest with me, why could I hear their conve
