Page 52 of Resisting Fate

“Do you have an ability? You know, since she changed you?” someone asks.

“Well, I do, but I’m not sure if it’s because I’m from a line of witches or because of Penny. That’s something we won’t know unless she changes someone else,” I say with a shrug.

“This has to be the most fascinating pack,” someone murmurs.

“What about if you were born a shifter but never shifted? Do you think you have the ability to bring that out?” a small, timid voice says.

We both look over at the woman. “We won’t know unless we try. Are you saying you don’t have a wolf?” Penny asks softly.

The woman nods her head. “My family was full of shifters. I didn’t shift or feel a wolf in me at all. Then I ran away since I became the pack embarrassment and was found by the Star Creek Pack. They could tell I was a shifter but couldn’t change; I don’t know how they knew, but they did. No matter how many times I asked, they wouldn’t tell me. I kept thinking that if I just had a wolf, then maybe none of this would have happened,” she says as tears fall down her cheeks.

“I would love to try, as long as that is something you want for yourself and not for anyone else,” Penny says softly. She has a look on her face saying she won’t try if the woman is only wanting a wolf just so that she won’t be the pack embarrassment.

The woman blows out a breath. “I think this is something I had always wanted for myself. Not just for the reasons of being bullied or a disappointment. I always felt like a part of me is missing, or more like sleeping; like I am a puzzle without the last piece.”

“That makes a lot of sense. I mean, I felt like I wasn’t always my complete self, but then I never knew that I was part witch either. Maybe you are meant to help those who have a dormant wolf inside of them,” I suggest to Penny.

“That would make a bit of sense,” Penny says after thinking about what I said.

“We can see what happens, but I know there is a reason you are given this gift. I’m not the only shifter you are meant to help,” I tell her.

“Thanks. I always wondered why I was given this gift. Seemed pretty pointless to me, but if there are people out there that have dormant wolves and I can help release them, I think it’s a great gift. I couldn’t imagine not having my wolf,” Penny says looking over at the woman with a sad smile.

“Do you want to go somewhere private?” I ask the woman, since there are a lot of shifters around.

She nods her head. Penny, the woman, and I walk into the apartment set for her.

“Are you sure you want me here?” I ask the woman.

“Yeah, like you said. You had been through this before, so I guess it helps to have a bit of support,” she says, looking a little nervous.

“Then I will be here for you,” I state, and her shoulders relax at my words.

I take a seat on the couch after we had moved the coffee table to the side and made sure there was plenty of room for a shifted wolf.

Penny stands there for a few seconds but turns to look at me with a lost expression on her face.

“Just breathe and relax. Don’t over think it,” I tell her in a calm voice.

“I’m just not sure how I did it before. I saw you dying, and my body took over itself,” she says.

“How about you both close your eyes. Penny, picture your wolf and use her to sense if there is another wolf besides me around that is maybe hiding,” I suggest.

I turn to the woman, “How about you close your eyes and let yourself be open to Penelope’s wolf. Accept her into your mind.”

The women do as I ask, and I feel the urge to close my eyes. With my eyes closed, I let my mind open and it’s like I’m a part of this with them.

“Okay, I see you, Hailey, and my wolf. I think I need your help with this, Hailey. My wolf is telling me we need you,” Penny says.

I just let my wolf take over as we enter the woman’s mind. What we see when we get there is a scared little black wolf in the corner in the dark. When she sees our wolves, she whimpers. I feel the urge to push through and, when I get closer, I can see that her wolf has some mental healing that needs to be done.

The poor thing had been locked in here for years with no way out.

My wolf nuzzles the little wolf, reassuring her that it’s okay and safe to come out.

Penelope nudges her on the other side, and it takes a few minutes before the wolf stands up.

The wolf is tiny compared to the adult sized wolves we know. It seems like, due to her tight quarters, she hasn’t had the chance to grow.

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