Chapter 39 Trapped Together

• Priscilla ran her hand over Layan's head to the nape of his neck, like a reassuring caress. It was strange to do it physically. She preferred to use her mind and what her mother had taught her. But physical contact with that wolf was nice. She felt him stir against her and slowly she lifted herself up. The alpha's eyes had already returned to their natural blue color.
• “She smiled softly, caressing his cheek.
• “Hmm," he replied with a sound coming from his throat.