I stared out my side of the window for the rest of the ride.

Enjoying the wind on my face and trying to make a conversation with my wolf which proved futile.

I know she's hurt just like I am and her silence is her way of dealing with it.

She needs time when processing her emotions while I just face them head on before pushing them to the back of my mind if need be.

I knew my wolf well and she was in perfect sync with me because after my first shift, I took time to ...