There were two things that were a surprise to Leslie about this.
One, Zane, was far too young to be conscious or aware of his wolf.
How did he know it was his wolf?
Two, what was that about bowing down?
She opened and closed her mouth, not sure of what to say to him.
“Uhh, your wolf?” Leslie asked.
Zane nodded.
“How do you know it's your wolf?”
“He told me so. He's my friend,” Zane answered with a smile on his face.
Leslie blinked at him. She had never heard of this kind of situation.
Surely, it couldn't be what she was thinking, right?
Gulping, she asked, “When has your wolf been talking to you?”
“After I followed you here,”
Leslie stared wide-eyed at Zane.
“He likes the big alpha,” Zane added.
Lucas. He was referring to Lucas.
Leslie bit her fingers with her teeth as
