ZINA
Zina knew that one's wolf could communicate with the shifter, but she hadn't in her wildest dreams expected that such communication would be so whiny to the extent that it drove her crazy.
Before morning came, Zina realised that she had not only spent her whole night tossing about her makeshift bed, but she had also spent it listening to the never ending whining of her wolf that didn't fail to point out just how despicable she was for not only failing to complete the bond with Daemon, but for also being okay at the prospect of being away from each other even if it was just for ten days.
Zina wondered what would happen if her wolf were to learn that she planned on moving ahead with her vow of chastity in a bid to become a high priestess. Zina's head would definitely be chopped off by its endless whining.
