Knots formed in Jessamyn's stomach as she realized she was about to fall. Thankfully, her instincts kicked in and she grabbed onto a branch just in time.
"This is not the first time I've seen you hanging from somewhere," the wolf laughed, his voice filled with amusement.
Jessamyn gritted her teeth. "Help me! Or shut up!"
She tried to climb back up, but her skirt was slippery and got caught in her shoe, making it nearly impossible to find her footing. The wolf found the situation amusing and continued to laugh, further irritating her and causing her to slip even more. Despite her frustration, she had a gut feeling this wasn't the grand duke.
"Jump," the wolf said, his voice echoing in her mind with a surprising gentleness.
