It was nearly two days later, and I hadn’t heard from Chase or Xavier. They didn’t have any obligation to reach out to me, though. They’d helped me out, done their “job” in making me comfortable and relaxed, and for that I was thankful. Even though things hadn’t worked out the way I had always dreamed about, the fact was I was glad they’d been the ones to help me through my first mating heat. I hadn’t run, hadn’t shifted in a while, and it sounded like it might help release some of this energy in me. And dusk was a beautiful time to run free. I grabbed a bag that I could put my clothes into before I shifted, and headed outside. I headed down the path that led away from the community and then veered off into the wilderness. I didn’t stay on the path as I went deeper into the forest, needing this time to myself. Setting my bag down and stripping, I shoved my clothes in the bag, closed my eyes, and willed myself to calm enough to shift into my wolf.
