Meredith.
"Why did you need a special trigger to wake up? Other wolves do not need that," I said to my wolf.
I have never had any instance or myth about us needing a trigger to transform during the blood moon. This was a first to me.
And it almost sounded like I was being deceived.
Just then, my wolf's voice resounded in my head.
"I am not like other wolves. Never compare me with them."
She sounded angry and even refused to give me any more details about what she meant or what she was.
I sealed my lips. Briefly.
"Was it you who asked me to flip the table over on the night of my wedding banquet?" I inquired, deathly curious about this one.
That scene couldn't help resurfacing in my head after hearing my wolf speak to me for the first time.
"Yes," she answered curtly.
I let out a slow breath. Finally, I have once again confirmed that I heard correctly.
At least I knew now that my wolf didn't like me... us being humiliated. She wouldn't take it.
