Hawk’s POV.
“I love you too, you make me the happiest man alive,” I say to my mate. Derry telling me she loves me fills me with a joy like no other, but when she tenses in response I’m confused. Then I feel her fear through the bond.
“What’s wrong?” I ask her, scanning the tree line for danger.
“Did you just speak to me?” She whispers.
“Yes, I said I love you and…”
“No, not that,” she cuts me off. “Did you just speak in my head or whatever you call it?”
“No, I didn’t,” I sit straighter. “What did you hear?”
“It said. Mine.” Her voice trembles. I relax and smile.
“That’s your wolf laying her claim on me,” I chuckle.
“She can talk to me?” Derry gasps.
“Yes, our wolves are a separate entity, they have their own mind and sometimes you won’t always agree on everything. But they’re al
