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Toke and his new voice

Author: Maria Elise
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-06 15:32:04
Toke´s POV.

“Is that necessary? “

“Yes, she is strong. I can feel it.”

“But she will want to hear what we know; you said so yourself!”

“Yes, but we also need her calm enough to listen to us. Just a drop, it will be enough to keep her calm without slipping into a deep sleep.”

He croaked in my mind and peeked at her from behind the three. She looked different; her skin had a new glow to it. Warm sunbathed skin with a soft spread of freckles over her tiny nose. Her hair looked thicker and shinier. Even her smell was more pungent, spreading out with the wind, seeping in between trees, dancing with the wind, and brushing past me like a taunting seduction from Mother Earth herself.

“We are stronger. You are more robust now. It makes it easier for us to stay calm, even when her beast so clearly calls for us. You see, even if her human is stubborn and scared, her wolf knows what she wants. Know what she needs to be whole and feel good.”

I nodded; he was right. The bond between beasts is
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Patricia Cooper
I thought her wolf was stronger than this I hope this is her plan and she doesn't fall for his lies
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