Stella
"You look great," Evan gives me a thumbs up while I stand in front of him in my wolf form. "Your fur is so soft."
He strokes me over my muzzle, and I close my eyes. I'm feeling like the happiest wolf in the world.
'You give the best pets...' I told him it was acceptable to read my mind after transforming. That's how we communicate.
"Ah, but we can't stand here all day... You have work to do."
I open my eyes, nodding. 'Yes, sir!'
"Good girl! Walk into Raphael's territory and remember to act like you are injured. Halting is good, and you need to pretend that you're super weak—alphas love that shit."
'How do you know?' I ask him.
Evan shrugs. "I was reading alpha Gabriel and the slave mate... And trust me, the girl knew what she was doing by acting weak. Boy, that alpha i***t
