CHAPTER EIGHT: TERMS

He could see a flash of white fur in the woods.

Running through the grass in the light of the full moon.

He knew it was his mate, and so he followed as fast as he could.

His paws hit the ground aggressively as he followed, his heart beating hard in his chest. At first, he could find her no more, but then he saw her standing on top of the rocks where the wolves' meetings were held while he stood on the ground opposite the spring-fed pond.

His Luna.

Her fur was pure white, as white as snow, and her grey eyes glowed like polished rock. The wind blew through her fur as she stared at him and wagged her tail, and he wagged his too.

She howled, the sound echoing and sounding like music to his ears. He howled in harmony with her, and then she looked at him again. But this time, her tail was wrapped in between her legs.

He howled, calling out to her, but she turned and jumped headlong into the spring-fed pond. Jayden clambered up the stones and looked down, howling for his mate, but he f