Aurora

“Maria.”

That was my mother’s name. A name that immediately called out to me. A familiar and friendly feeling was attached to it. Like I always knew about it. Suddenly, it dawned on me that when Marcus mentioned that name, my wolf became very quiet.

Even before I had my transformation. My dreams felt too real and vivid. There was something about the wolf and when she stared at me, it felt comforting and made me forget whatever uncertainty and anxiety. Not at any moment, that I ...