17. Face your fears

Finn

I checked on Everest every few hours throughout the evening. She slept like the dead, barely moving at all. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d seen earlier. Did she have magic in her bloodline somewhere? Obviously, there were stories about gifted wolves, but they were extremely rare, and nothing like what I’d seen her do. Even stranger was that she didn’t remember it. She had glowed like the sun. Her whole aura had burned with light and fire. I hadn’t been able to get close to her to help her, and the fear I’d felt at the idea of her getting hurt was nearly unbearable. It was after midnight now, and she’d been asleep for over half the day already. I crept in to check on her again and saw that she’d kicked off her blankets. I walked over and pulled them up, tucking her back in and she stirred and started mumbling.

“Finn…” she said softly. My heart leapt thinking she’d woken and caught me there, but she was talking in her sleep. I couldn’t help but smile. I liked the idea of