Cross studies my face as if he’s never seen me before in his life. “Daisy?” he finally says. His voice shakes slightly. “Wolf.” A smile spreads across my lips. “It’s nice to finally meet you.” We eye each other. I blink and I’m in his arms. They’re wrapped tightly around me, as if he’s trying to melt me into his body. “I don’t know how the fuck this is happening. Is this actually happening?” He’s in my head now. Wolf. He sounds different, though, because I know what Cross sounds like. “Your voice is not as raspy as you think it is.” He grins at me. “Yours is higher than you think.”
