Page 64 of It All Started with a Bite

We can only communicate with our thoughts in this form.

Samuel’s voice rang clearly inside my skull. His wolf moved closer, his head lowering to touch his nose to mine. The mate bond exploded between us, no longer just a hum but a full-blown orchestra with cymbals and flutes.

I gulped, momentarily distracted from the white wolf issue.Wow.

He grinned.Yeah.

Well, this explains a few things.Victoria watched me with piercing eyes, the Hawthorne matriarch regal even in her silver-gray wolf form.And complicates matters.

I was about to ask what exactly it complicated when Samuel’s wolf nudged me gently.

Let’s run.

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No Butt Sniffing Allowed

My legs movedbefore I could think about it. I shot forward, relishing the way my new body responded instinctively to my command. Samuel loped beside me, matching my pace as we headed for the tree line. The rest of the pack followed, their excited howls filling the night.

I thought turning into a wolf would freak me out. Yet I couldn’t think of a more thrilling moment than the one I was experiencing right now. Running as a wolf was nothing like running as a human. It was freedom. It was joy. It was?—

Oh my God, is that a rabbit?!

I skidded to a halt in a shower of dirt.

Yes.Samuel stopped beside me, his breath misting in the cold night air.

I groaned. My wolf really wanted to chase that rabbit.

Samuel’s amused huff beside me suggested he knew exactly what I was thinking.

I shook my head and told myself to focus. I was a sophisticated supernatural being, not some common?—

Another rabbit darted across our path. My wolf’s instincts took over.

What happened next was not my finest moment as the new luna of the Hawthorne pack. I’m pretty sure even Samuel’s wolf snickered.

I shot after the rabbit like a furry bullet and ended up skidding in packed dirt and sliding on my belly as I failed to control my supernatural speed. I jumped up, found my balance, and barely touched the ground as I weaved between trees and leapt over fallen logs.

To my surprise, I wasn’t just fast. I was ridiculously fast.

Samuel’s surprised yelp echoed behind me as he and the rest of the pack gave chase.

I left them in the dust. Right now, my wolf was in charge of our body and I was just a passenger riding along.

The rabbit darted left. I followed, my wolf responding with impossible grace.

The rabbit zigged. I zagged. It jumped. I lunged.

The thrill of the chase made my senses buzz with delight.

It felt like we’d been doing this our whole life.

The hunt ended when the creature dove into its burrow. I skidded to a stop, panting happily despite my failure to pin it down.

I stamped my paws.That was amazing!

You’re a natural.Samuel’s wolf emerged from the trees, the rest of the pack following. His voice held a tone of pride and his eyes shone brightly in the night.

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