Chapter 90 “Taste Good Too, Huh”

• We stepped outside, and my arms wrapped around my middle. It was colder than I remembered, but then again, I hadn’t been in Moon Ridge long. And we’d been inside for what felt like ages, regaining strength or whatever.
• “Your wolf is a separate being that you share a body with,” Zed explained quickly. “You exist on top of each other, without merging, like food sitting on a plate. The food gets to run the show while it’s in control, and the plate sits beneath it, holding it but not really doing anything vital.”
• “Except for looking nice,” I pointed out.