Gabe
My wolf and I hadn’t spoken much since our mate had died. He’d been quiet and I had been too busy wallowing in my own pain. I didn’t see his pain or acknowledge the fact that he’d lost his mate too. I didn’t check on him and a wave of guilt washed over me. I’d been a shitty friend to Adea and I’d neglected my wolf.
I promised myself I’d make it up to Felix when we got back to the packhouse. He loved these runs even more than I did, I would make them a priority. We would never get over Olivia but I hoped he could speak to me if he needed to. I would be better, I wouldn’t be that friend who put their feelings before those important to them.
The chilly air pulled me from my thoughts for a few moments. It felt amazing, my cheeks were cold, and my eyes were dry. The sun was starting to peek over the horizon and cast shadows along the territory. It wasn’t hot yet and the early morning cold air froze all of my worries and anxieties.
