"How do I get my wolf?" Aila aimed her question at her mum, the person who spellbound her.
"Well, technically, she is already nearly free," Her mum replied sheepishly; Aila tilted her head, her brows creasing while she waited for her to continue.
"The glowing eyes, nails turning into claws.. they are traits from the wolf," Finn intercepted, his attention briefly in Aila's direction before he turned his head back, watching Alpha Damon.
"Being able to command Finn as well, and other werewolves for that matter," Ajax added. Aila looked at his face; she was surprised by how serious he appeared. She was unaccustomed to Ajax being nothing other than fun and loving. Then his words hit her like a ton of bricks, fluttering her eyelashes, she looked away.
"I don't mean to.. I don't know how to control that.." She trailed off while she looked down at her hands.
