The Encounter

{ Kingsley }

[ 11 years old ]

"What's wrong, honey?" my mother asks as I crawl into their bed in the middle of the night because I don't know what else to do. I feel horrible, I think I'm dying, "God, you're boiling."

My mom gasps in fear and moves to turn on her lamp to look at me. I can only moan and squish my body against my mother’s trying to feel better.

And it works a little, her scent and the pounding of her chest against my face starts to make me feel better.

'She's a good Alpha Mother,' says my wolf inside of me, speaking for the first time.

For a couple of years now I can sense things he feels and I can faintly hear some of his thoughts but nothing concrete until this moment, so I gasp and look at my worried mothers with wide eyes.

"He spoke directly to me," I tell them and I don't have to specify because my mother immediately knows who I’m talking about.

"He’s okay, Annie," she tells my mom with a smile to calm her down, "I think he's connecting with his wolf for