Fifty-seven.

Stella POV.

My wolf has finally did it, she decided to make connections with me, I think she was forced to, James wasn’t very nice to us, and so she took control and answered him, the biggest problem was the fact that she wants and tries to take control around James and he ends up being mad at me and not her.

“Wolfie, stop it,” We agreed on calling her Wolfie, we couldn’t agree on a better name, I suggested brat, and idiot, and meanie, but she hated all of them, so I call her Wolfie.

‘Stop what? Daddy James can suck it,’ Wolfie answers me through a bond we share together, she talks to me from my head, I’m hearing voices and everyone is too happy about it, very proud of it.

Theo was still MIA, he’s not answering me, or the two alphas, we all tried talking to him, we tried connecting to him, but the feeling of being left behind, of being abandoned never left me, it hurts, a lot being ignored and forgotten.

“Sister, you should start learning to talk to your wolf in a low voice, a mu