I wish he would have clarified what he meant by bond. I'm not sure I understand.
I feel a twinge of sorrow as I emit these next words.
"Well, I'm not a savage wolf, so you will probably have to wait much longer," I snap, rather bitterly.
"You could have just said thanks," he looks at the ground.
"It's not a big deal, anyway. It's only a kiss. I... I just couldn't do it to you. Not in your sleep."
A kiss? On the lips? No way! Never! A blush appears on my cheeks.
"What are you thinking about?"
He asks, winking at me. I scowl in indignation.
"I have no idea what was up yesterday," I think with pain towards last night, bafflement in my features, "Why I was acting that way."
"Remember?" he prods, "the Shifter?"
In a flash, everything returns as his words trigger remembrance. The ghost from my dream, the pack of players. The fact that I am a... Seer.
And that I can take revenge on the murderers of my parents.
