XXXV: Distance

-Kira-

I haven’t really felt comfortable since the last time Arkyn called - my stomach is constantly coiled tight with anxiety and stress. There’s something wrong. I can hear it in his voice when he calls me and as usual, he won’t tell me what it is. When is he going to realize that I know him better than he knows himself?

Okay, I know I can’t push this with him because he won’t tell me if I push, so I’ll just pretend to be dumb. You can’t really force a man to tell you something, especially not a man like Arkyn.

It’s been nearly three weeks since I last saw him. My mother has me on constant Luna training while she has aunt Nova and five other witches training under her. Since she’s been back, she’s fortified the pack even more and decided to take on more witches. Under her guidance, of course.

During her training, she discovered a witch can remove the tungsten, like with Luka and Alexei before; so she’s figured out a way to attach it straight onto our wolves. However, a Mate Bond is