“The wolven are outside right now, patrolling.” My brows rose. “They are?” When he nodded, a sleepy frown pulled at my lips. “Why can’t I feel them, and you can?” “Because I’m special,” he replied with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. He chuckled. “I can’t feel them. I can hear them. Still makes me special,” he added, and I sighed.
