#Chapter11
It doesn't move closer or face me any more than it is, but the wolf doesn't step any further either.
/"Fine. Maybe you'll never answer, but I won't stop asking. I won't stop asking why there's always a scent in the air when you're around. I'm smart enough to know that wolves don't smell like—like this. Or why you come to me at all. I won't stop asking who you are either. It's not fair because something inside of me wants you to be around, and I don't know why. Whenever you're here my body feels different and I'm not hurting anymore. After I see you, I can sleep and I can eat and I don't feel this oncoming dread. I don't think I'll ever stop wondering why. Just... There's a human side of you and sometimes all I want is to see it. To hear you talk. To hear you say anything, really. Just shift. Please. If you'd just shift we could—/"
