She was asleep on her stomach, arms stretched up beneath her pillow, snoring. He had run her harder than the night before. His heart swelled with pride, remembering the excitement in her eyes while she learned. Her wolf made it easier to teach since they had already begun to connect. Never had he met another Were who could communicate within themselves so early. Even he’d had a difficult time in the beginning, fighting against his wolf for control. Casey just amazed him more and more. Unable to resist, he stroked her cheek, using his ability to help eliminate her pain. His gentle touch didn’t wake her. She continued to snore. His brows rose when he caught the scent of the one person he’d come to think was his closest and most trusted friend. He eased out of the sleeping bag, trying not to wake Casey. Manifesting warm clothing on his skin, he stepped out of the tent. A white Siberian tiger stalked around the fire, eyed him for a moment, and shifted into a petite young woman with long, dark, curly hair, and big brown eyes.
