Chapter 203: Manipulation and Marking

The seemingly offhanded comment shook me and I almost lost my grip on my mug of tea, but somehow managed to hold onto it as I turned around to face Ryder.

I was just outside the doorway to the kitchen while he remained hovering near the kettle, watching me as intently as I was watching him.

I hadn't told him about the dream about the black wolf, nor did I mention that my own wolf had somehow miraculously turned black. What did he know and how did he know it?

“What black wolf?” I whispered, my eyes searching his for answers I wasn’t sure I wanted.

"The one that ran into the door," he replied tentatively, sounding a little unsure of himself now.

The words sent a chill down my spine.

“But that was just a dream,” I insisted, shaking my head in denial.

Ryder's expression turned to one of awe. "Dream manipulation..." he whispered quietly, staring at me as if I was some kind of otherworldly being.

I shook my head angrily. “I didn’t manipulate anything, okay?!" I stated defensively. "It was a