Chapter 177 – Midnight Visitor

• My wolf yips inside of me, suddenly incredibly eager and awake, turning in circles as we walk closer and closer to Jackson’s door. Suddenly, I stop in the hallway, my jaw falling open as I look down at my chest – where she lives, alongside my spirit.
• “You little brat!” I whisper aloud, appalled at her. She snickers, of all things – god, can wolves even snicker? “You were just pretending to be sleepy!”
• My wolf doesn’t answer me, just curls up demurely in my soul and crosses her paws, prim.